I am exhausted. The kind of tired I'm talking about can't even be put into words. I'm physically tired, mentally tired, emotionally tired dealing with and taking care of my mom. We've never been close. Not one minute of one day. She was very verbally and physically abusive when I was growing up, she's always been a chronic complainer who's never satisfied, and never happy about anything. Nothing has ever been good enough for her, nothing is ever done 'right' in her eyes, and she's always talked to me as though I'm a brain dead idiot without two brain cells. When I was in school I was never allowed to do my own work. If I brought something home to do from school, she completely took over and did the entire thing, which caused a lot of resentment and anger in me. I still hear about how' ungrateful' I was to this day, and I'm 45.
I was so happy to be gone from her house and life. I had a job I loved, my little duplex, my wonderful yard, my dog, my social life. Then she starts calling. She wants me to move in here. I was horrified. It was no, no, no, and NO. My mom is also a die hard control freak of the worst kind. She's always felt the need to tell me what to do, how to do it, and when I could and couldn't do it. I've never been able to make even the most simple decision for myself without total chaos if she disagrees with it. Needless to say we've been at war a long time. She's the type that won't ever forget, or ever let anything drop. The slightest disagreement with her results in all out craziness. She views anyone disagreeing with her as a direct attack, and god forbid you go against her wishes. There is, and has always been, hell to pay. She'll go on and on and on about it for weeks, months, years. It just never ends. I was so happy to be gone. When she started asking me to move in here, I almost went into heart failure. I knew what was coming. For over a year and a half I dealt with endless phone calls, messages on my machine, threats, crying, screaming, name calling, theatrics that could of won academy awards, pleading, guilt trips, etc. Finally, I gave in and moved in here just to shut her up and get some peace. It was the biggest mistake I've ever made. I should have known there would be no peace.
When I first moved in, I was working full time, at a job that paid well, and that I loved. Unfortunately, every time I turned around, I had to take time off of work. My mom was in and out of the hospital for one thing or another, she had to go to doctor's appointments, she wanted me home because she wasn't feeling well, etc. I ended up losing my job because of so many absences.
After losing my job, I worked hard to keep up with the house, which is big, and the yard, which is huge, over an acre. I couldn't please the woman, and still can't. She complains from the minute she wakes up, until she goes to bed about what a 'lazy ass' I am, how I 'never do sh*t for her', and on and on and on. When I get one part of the house spotless, she complains that I didn't do the other half. When I start on the rest, she complains that the yard isn't done. I CAN'T take care of the yard, I'm one person, and a yard that big needs a crew, but she says I'm 'making excuses as usual'.
I feel like a rat in a trap. I clean up after my mom when she has some horrific accidents, I try and make sure she's clean and eats healthy, I try and keep up with everything related to her and her care, but it's just never enough, and I'm reminded of that daily. She ended up with an ear infection, and she even complained when I'd put the drops in her ears, saying I 'wasn't doing it right'. I didn't realize there was a 'wrong' way to put 4 drops in someone's ear. This is the story of my life with this woman.
I've been here almost 3 years now, and I feel literally like I'm a little crazy. There isn't one single day that goes by that my head isn't pounding. Noone wants to be around the woman. She runs them off with her never ending 'poor me' stories and misery. This isn't old age related either. She's been this way all my life, only now it's a 1000 times worse. She refuses to allow anyone in the house to care for her, and she won't go to a retirement home. I never leave these four walls anymore. I am angry, depressed, exhausted, weary, and sometimes I really wish either she would hurry up and die, or I would. Then comes the crushing guilt. I feel like a horrible awful person for feeling resentment and anger at being put in this situation, because there is noone else. I'm it. I have no friends in RL, I lost them all when I moved in here. I can't and won't invite anyone over here anyway, because my mom will not hesitate to tell anyone who'll listen how awful and horrible I am. Workers that come to the house, total strangers, hear all about it. Right now, I'm not living, I'm just existing, and most days I wish I wasn't. Thanks for listening. I needed that off my chest.
You must get out of this situation. Please contact your local non-profit social services or county social services and find a way to get counseling. You'd be better off in a women's shelter, as you are being abused.
You are right - you aren't living, you are existing. And now your are financially dependent, which is what your mother wanted - more control.
Please get help to learn how to detach and move on - even if you have to leave without giving any forwarding information. If your mom really needs care, let social services know she will be living alone. This situation is endangering your health, and could endanger your life. If you can't find help through local agencies, please at least talk with a church pastor. Someone there can help you find resources to get out of this situation, but you have to start the process.
Please take care of yourself.
Carol
I definitely agree with Carol about getting counseling and help for yourself. You are being abused and you need to take care of yourself. Someone else will help your mom. Please get help. ~Joan
It sounds like you do have it rough. I am not an only child but it definitely feels like I am since I don't get help from a sibling, but I am blessed because I have a husband that helps me with so many things. I am sure that he gets sick of constantly having a honey do list from me or my mom!
My mother was never one to praise or be affectionate with us as children. She was never a really nurturing person but she did work like a dog to keep us fed and clothed when we were young. Her own childhood did not teach her to be soft and motherly, she had it very rough but she survived and we survived so she did the best she could. HOWEVER, with that said I totally understand that just because your mom is who she is doesn't mean you have to give the rest of your life putting up with HER issues.
If you aren't her POA and Durable POA I would tell her you need it and get that done. Whatever money mom has should also be spent helping you get things done for her. Hire someone to do her yard and come in to care for her off and on so that you can get some much needed time for yourself. I don't think that will be enough but it will help until you can get out of that house and either settle her somewhere else or start paying someone to help her live at home.
If she has any money right now, that is what it should be used for. Once she is out of money she should qualify for medicaid and assisted living.
I would try to do all of this with the best intentions and calmly. You don't owe her the rest of your life but you can help care for her from a distance if you need to.
Phases of being Queen Elizabeth, Joan Crawford, and Bette Davis, sometimes all rolled into one, while trying to convince everyone that is not in charge of her care that she is Betty White or Donna Reed, cracks me up. The assisted living staff tell me how sweet she is and how easy it is to take care of her. That's because I do everything.
Good luck! I wish I knew what to do too.
After many months of researching and the help of a free service called "A Place for Mom" I was able to place her in a lovely facility....I took her right from the airport to the facility(she's in assistant living) and she was miserable and nasty for about 6 months. But I knew I could never live with her at my home.....Now she seems to be adjusting (it's about a year) and I visit her once a week and call her a few times during the week. She has no friends there (which, I expected because she never has had any) but has learned the "ropes" to be friendly to the aids who have now become her "friends" It was a hard decision but the right one because
she is being well cared for and taking her meds regularly and is living better than she ever has before.......When the days come when I feel guilty I just remind myself of my childhood and how she treated me. And I know she would never give up anything for me if it didn't benefit her. She has been a miserable person all her life and you can't change that........So think about it---It was the best decision I ever made
I agree with some others here who have said for you to tell your mother you are going to make arrangements for her care and then do it. You have to take care of yourself FIRST!!!
I also have to say that since joining a good Bible based church a few years ago, I have been amazed to find out that you actually can give your problems to the Lord and he will be happy to do your worrying for you. I know it's easier said than done but it's true. He wants to help you. You just need to ask.
I will say a prayer that things will start turning in the right direction for you. Take care and God Bless!
K
My dad has congestive heart failure and this caused him to retain a lot of fluid in his legs and feet. His had to begin to walk with a cane, he had hearing problems, cataracts, etc... The congestive heart failure was the worse because it causes numbness and soreness in his legs and feet. He is no longer able to drive. I ended up having to take care of my dad's house, cooking, shopping, etc... Since my dad and step-mother are separated my dad decided to sell his home of over 24 years they lived in together. I took over a year to sell due to the economy. He had to bring the price down in order to sell it. Anyway, I ended up packing my dad's entire 3 story home by myself. He just gave out the orders. He bragged about his wonderful club friends and golf buddies. None of them helped me in packing, eventhough I asked my dad to see if they could help in doing somethings. I can relate to the initial writer, because my father has been emotionally abusive. He is also an alcoholic which makes things worse. I have been talked down to, called names, cursed at, made to feel stupid eventhough I am college educated. I lost my job of 4 1/2 years due to trying to balance work, taking care of him, ministry and home. I am also a minister. I have gone for help with my dad. I got some caregiving assistance a few months before starting a new job. That did not work, because my dad would refuse to let the aides in and send them away. The caregiver owner tried to sue my dad and I as part of a scam. Really check out people who are caregivers not all are reputable. The caregiver owner was harrassing me on my facebook account, cell and home phones, emails. It has been a nightmare.
My dad has been in and out of the hospital due to bleeding while on coumidin and pradaxa. The last time he almost bled to death, and had a heart attack in the hospital. I have felt so alone. I have had to get help from friends and family. My mom has helped me out the most. My dad has been abusive to her. She refuses to go around him. She should not have to because they are not married to each other anymore. He was wife abuser when they were married. He tried to by mostly physically abusive, but she did not let things get that far, and would leave. We would have to pack up our things and leave my dad many times while I was growing up and stay with relatives until my mom would go back. Finally, she and he separated when I was 16 and divorced when I was 18.
I have a love hate relationship with my dad. That is hard to say because I am a minister. I fear that I am going to lose my current job trying to balance taking care of my dad due to his illness. He refuses to go to assistant living or a nursing home. I have been told to report my dad to the Department of Aging Welfare. I am afraid to do that because it may look like I am neglecting him. The county health department can not provide a lot of services for my dad because he makes over the set income limits. His income is higher than a lot of the senior citizens apartment complex requirements, and he does not want to pay an arm and a leg for some of the nicer retirement communities like Charlestown Village and Assistant Living complexes. They are too high. He is in a very strange middle income bracket. He makes to much or not enough. We tried to use his VA benefits but he was not a war time soldier. He was a peacetime soldier.
I have blown up in my weight size, my pressure has risen, my skin broke out more, and I get migraines a lot. My dad riddicules me about my weight and makes comments like take care of yourself. He wants me to take care of his household and clean it weekly. I stopped cleaning his house up like a slave because he was being very abusive by micro managing me. He was purposely leaving his dishes out, food out, not making his bed up, leaving his bills and other unmentionalbe stuff uncleaned. I had it. He is much better, but has lost over 70 lbs. My dad is 6'1" and now weighs 160 lbs. he was in to his 150s a week or two ago.
It is very hard. I am very alone and understand how the initial writer felt. I would like to start a caregiver ministry at my church. I need some resources on how to begin. This is a much needed ministry. I have been seeing a therapist, but I need to belong to a group that understands what I am going through.
I have left out a lot of information because it just too painful to discuss. I thank God that I have a relationship with Him, but I will tell you I have felt very alone at times, hurt and angry. I found out who my real family and friends are. Unfortunately, I have been dissappointed by many people during this season of caregiving for my dad by people who volunteered to help and did not. Many of these people were believers, but my faith in God to sustain me has grown so much. I know that this period in my life shall pass. I wish all those who are caregivers to get help, and to find balance for yourselves. I plan to start eating better, exercising, and find people who are positive. I have stopped going around my dad as much. I let him complain and blame because he is not going to change. The doctors and I have warned him about drinking, but he refuses to give it up. That is on him. I can not be a party to his destruction and me long with him. I choose life. We have to learn that it is okay to say no or that is enough. God Bless!
As stated in previous posts, you *have* to take care of yourself. Some things that have helped me keep my sanity, & regardless of my mom's opinion, they happen:
* Find a church/group/club that interests you, and that meets at least one night per week, and go! Again, this is about you & your health as a complete human being.
* Respite care is essential & usually free. I go away for 3-5 days once a year at a minimum...NOT optional, NOT up for a vote!
* Meet with a counselor 1-2x/month, & don't feel obligated to stay with the frst one you visit...find one that's a good match for you. Be very honest with them about *everything* you're feeling. This has been life-changing for me.
* Reconnect w/old friends or find new ones, & commit to meeting up w/@least 1 every week...kind of like a prescription for your social needs. I wold have lost my mind years ago if not for my friends. They know about my mom & support me. There are people like that out there for you, too.
* Above all, realize this: you are no longer a child, but an adult woman living in your mother's home, & she no longer has the power to identify you as a person unless you give her that power. Her reality does not have to dictate your reality. Also, even though I completelyempathize with your apprehnsion about your mom telliong people how terrible you are, no doubt many of the people who hear her rail on realize your mom isn't functioning @100%.
I'm *so* glad you found AgingCare. You are not alone!!! I will keep you in my prayers...please update us if things change. :)