She has dominated her childrens' lives with little concern for anyones' feeling but her own. She is now in a wonderful assisted living and her dementia (I think) has illuminated her personality into a person who I can no longer bear to be around. She has again managed to alienate everyone around her with her insults and insensitivity. She is nasty and uncooperative with the aids (who are wonderful) And complains, complains, complains about everyone, everything and blames my sister and myself for the air she breathes. I am sick of her and I don't want to visit her anymore and don't feel that my adult children need to be manipulated like I was and be around her negative attitude anymore. I hate feeling obligated to have her at my house as I have every holiday of our lives and force my children to "tolerate" her for my sake. The guilt is unbearable but I feel that now being 60 years old I would like to feel that this person does not dominate my whole life. I would like to have a happy holiday for a change and have my children WANT to come home (without Grandma always there)
There has never been any pleasing her before and now she sends me into bouts of depression that I have a hard time shaking. Am I alone? I feel like a selfish person but I don't like her now and never did before. The guilt is killing me.
Has your mother been evaluated lately by her doctor to see if she has dementia yet? How old is she? What are her most outstanding health problems?
This dance is a very blinding one and that is why it is called F.O.G. which stands for Fear, Obligation and Guilt.
The only way to get of the F.O.G. dance is to set boundaries of what you will and will not do in light of your other responsibilities like your husband who even if his health was not bad is still your first responsibility as well as your responsibility to take care of your own well being.
One third of caregivers die before the person they are caring for does. The major contributing factor is trying to do more than one human being can do as well as not taking care of themselves. So, if you don't take care of you and end up dying, where does that put your husband and where does it put your mom?
Plus, you are valuable as just you and deserve to take good care of yourself for your own well-being.
You can't take responsibility for your mom's emotions. You didn't make her be the way she is. The person she is comes from the combination of the challenges she faced in life and what she chose to do with them. Also, you can't fix her. Nor can you control her. About all you can really do is to place yourself on a healthy emotional path and be in control of you with realistic boundaries based on the total combination of your life's situation without throwing anyone, including yourself, under the bus.
What does your husband think and feel about you being pulled in all directions with nothing but verbal abuse and emotional blackmail from your mother plus her own negative outlook on him and his family?
Has she always been rude to your husband and his side of the family? To belittle someone's spouse and their family is mean, emotional abuse.
Does she need more time from the carers and can she afford to pay for it?
Overall, your mother sounds rather well cared for and it sounds like she may be expecting you to be her substitute company after her neighbor died. Her happiness seems to be her primary concern regardless of the other responsibilities and life that others may have. Somehow, you need to set some boundaries with your mom and firm up your boundaries in your marriage by being more focused there with your husband so that you are more fully present when you are with him instead of mom still being present in your head. It's difficult and it's tricky but it can be done.
Basically in a nutshell, learn to detach from her emotional dance with love for mom (there is a good article on detaching on this site) and cleave closer with your husband.
Hold your ground, establish and firm up your boundaries, and take no prisoners as you seek to bring balance into this very unbalanced situation with you caught in the middle.
I wish you the best and please let us know how things are going!
My mom is also ready to die and keeps asking why God has let her live so long. I wonder myself as she is clearly miserable inside and out. It's been a week and one day since I've spoken to her and I feel liberated being away from the mean-spirited negative comments and complaints.
There's no pleasing her and when I try I end up getting blamed for something else - bringing leaves into the garage with my car, putting the plastic grocery bags in their little pouch incorrectly, not placing items on the "right" shelf in the fridge. Leaves me exhausted and edgy. I get in the car and want to keep driving as far away as I can.
I cannot go back.
Her own sisters don't bother to ask me how she's doing. Her brother is too ill, so he's got a darn good reason, but his wife calls me (because she is a saint). Her nieces and nephews don't send cards or call. The people who were formerly her "friends" do not write or call. I have sent all of them letters updating them on her state. Out of about 25 letters sent, I've heard from 2 people. One of them sent a card to me at least, not mom! I am literally the only person on the planet who really gives any level of a care. I asked all of them to send a card to her c/o me, so I can take them to her. Well, I tried.
So the "everybody" judging me for not visiting is fictitious. I don't have to visit to make up for "everybody else" who won't. It's a curse, all this.
You go visit, then feel horrible before, during, & after. You kick yourself for even trying to expect something halfway neutral for all your effort. Forget about happy or memorable. So then you stay away, go no contact, and try to put Humpty Dumpty back together again. Time passes, you start to feel better, which is clearly a sign something is wrong! I can't feel good! I must punish myself with guilt over not visiting. Around and around and around on this crazy carousel we go.
I have had a million visits with this woman in my mind, but they don't count. I go see her every day in my head, where she continues to berate me, complain, swear, be mean, and blame her problems on the world. Followed by a chorus of "I can't wait to die" and my own complicated, awful feelings.
Then when I actually DO go visit her in person, I get to go around the mulberry bush with even more intensity.
I have not been needed to do anything once hospice entered the picture. They get how mean she was, and they fixed it. They also helped me with making final arrangements and offer death education to those who want it. Ours is a non-profit and some of our friends have volunteered for them for years. I completely understand distancing yourself - the 8 years I was no contact were the best ever.
She complained grandpa took his teeth out at the dinner table. Did it not occur to her that they hurt him and he needed to be taken to get them fixed? He wore twill trousers which were so dirty. Did it not occur to her to take them to the cleaners?
Grandma passed away and MD totally refused to care for grandpa because it would be "too much trouble and I'm not washing his dirty underwear". She was far too busy shopping, having her hair done and planning her next exotic vacation. Yes, he could be a bit of an old devil ... she's more than a chip off the old block! ... but he was quite capable of seeing to himself, just needing feeding and laundry. She badgered and abused my father, who jumped through hoops of fire to give her everything she wanted, until his heart gave out. Just before he died he said to me "Your mother will never be satisfied with anything".
Apart from what she has done over her lifetime to her family, she's used, abused, manipulated and trampled on anyone who dared cross her path, only playing nicey-nice if there was something in it for her. She has no friends. Sad though it is ... such a wasted life ... I feel she is now paying for all she's done. I will continue to pay her bills and drop off wants/needs but I'm basically cutting her out of my life. I'm 65 now and it's time for me to rebuild my life after I gave up my home and career ... losing all I'd worked so hard for ... and went through now 5 years of h*ll to care for/cater to her.
For whatever time I may have left on this earth, it's my time now.
She's had a number of strokes over the past 15 years - in the early years causing me to run 200 miles to see her and pick up her dog which pooped all over my furniture 24/7 - her reaction to that was "Oh, she missed me" ... no offer to have the upholstery cleaned.
The last two, since she's been at the NH, she's been taken to hospital 45 minutes away on fast roads where they say there's nothing they can do for her so they send her back. Next time it happens I'm not turning out. A few months ago she fell and was taken to hospital to have a cut finger stitched. I got blasted for not racing to the hospital at midnight because "I expected you to come running through the door any minute" ... again rolling eyes. When I had hip surgery in the late 80s she never came to visit me, yet she so expects, but that's the way of the narcissist. We'll never fix these people. All we can do is get them out of our lives.
She has,refused any activities and just lays in her bed plotting and planning how she's going to buy a magnificent house and have live in servants around the clock. Of course I got blasted on a daily basis until her screaming tantrum phone calls caused me such stress I blacked out driving my truck at 85.
At that point it was either her or me. I changed my phone number and made it unlisted. I've also been very careful never to give her my address as she'd likely set the cops on me, as she did 20 years ago when I didn't answer the phone "because I was worried about you". Worried? I was working 7 days a week and took a nap! Just manipulation.
I am an only child and have POA. I preserve her money, pay her bills and run her errands but visits can make me physically ill for the next 24 hours. I live out in the country and it's been bitterly cold and snowy so I don't go out much. I have a list of her "wants" and I may go into town (45 minutes away) tomorrow to shop ... and only because that's where I get the special food my dogs eat.
I've decided to drop her stuff off at the office with the request to take it to her saying I have a cold. After the last few horrendous visits I've been considering having a cold for some time now. She's been the mother from h*ll my whole life and I shouldn't feel guilty but I do - then I remember things from my childhood, like New Years eve when people were taking their kids to firework displays and I got dumped at my grandmother's overnight so MD could go dining and dancing.
I am determined to stick to my guns! After a cold I might even get the flu, measles, distemper or anything else I can think of that's catching. I must break free once and for all!!
I am now 60 yrs old and after a recent family blow up with mom & my stepdad, I have come to the conclusion "I am NOT taking her crap anymore!" Enough is enough. After the family fight, I spent 2 days in tears feeling very hurt and emotionally abused......once again. My husband has been a saint and understands my feelings as he is not happy with what took place either. I thought to myself "they (mom & my stepdad) are winning if I allow myself to feel this way." I have decided I am no longer going to the nursing home to see my mother, she can sit there and rot away as far as I am concerned......not a way for a daughter to behave, but after the h*ll this woman has inflicted over the years, I am done. Hang in there, I am SO glad I found this site, it is very comforting to know that others are going through the same situation. There is strength in numbers and all of us have to stick together and support each other. Hugs to you !!!