I just turned 50 married for 29 years with 3 grown kids and my mom is 82 and always has been emotional abusive. She has 2 favorite older kids and out of 7 children is always pitting one against the other and complains why her children are not close. As I get older I can no longer tolerate her abuse and it takes a toll on my mental health. I have developed health issues and am trying to change my lifestyle and she continues to argue with me when I tell her that she is not supportive in my life. I always have good news to share and she only blocks it out with my siblings problems or hers. Out of 7 kids I am the only one married out of 6 girls and am always helping my siblings and their kids with money which my husband is tired of. I have had counseling recently several times only to come back to my mothers behavior. She puts me down for not coming around after she creates turmoil and blames whoever doesn't give her special attention afterward. I have given her expensive gifts and have always been a giving to her and my family. Even though my husband has been the worker. I am the only child besides my brother who is married and financially stable and kids are doing well. I want to leave her alone altogether and lately because I want change for myself and marriage and family I no longer want to deal with her anymore. As she ages it only gets worse. People often put down siblings that don't help as much as others but often times the ones that don't want to come around are the ones that can't continue taking the abuse over and over that they were raised with.
You have a wonderful new year and once again Thank you so much.
This Christmas I didn't even call her or send a card and her birthday is also on Christmas. So, after all her years of complaining, she actually does have something to complain about this year. And I didn't feel guilt at all, because I am at the point of not caring anymore after 60 years of her abuse. 60 years!!! As far back as I can remember in my life.
My mother is approaching 86, and sometimes she just has to get her jabs in. I realize that it is her problem not mine, and I tell her that we will continue the conversation at another time when she can control herself.
ballnchain - it saddens me to say that I relate to your struggle to provide care for an emotionally abusive mom. I don’t know about you but if I had better faith in my power to choose, and were clueless about the potential repercussions, I would just walk away. I simply will not abandon my Dad.
My mom has been ill for my entire life. Some of it real; some fabricated; some physical; some (unofficially) mental. She has been throwing things and screaming at me forever. Biting sarcasm, insults, withdrawal and other forms of manipulation provided me with much confusion as a child. I defended her; I compared her to other moms; she came up short; I still defended her. Her childhood was ugly - movie of the week kind of ugly. I believe that I have been very patient and understanding of her difficulties and how it can all show on the surface.
Now she is 68yo and officially dying. Mid April she was given a prognosis of 6 weeks. It is now October and I feel horrible that I am tired on every level and I want for it to just be over. My Dad is a 74yo walking angel. He is also my very favorite person and I worry about the toll that this is taking on him. It shows in his face that he is very tired. He shows signs of depression. His unrelenting sunny disposition is tainted with negativity & sarcasm. For 50 years he has been accommodating her, waiting on her, tolerating her childish out bursts and, sadly, ultimately enabling her to be the “Supreme Princess” that she has become.
Mom has a sweet, magnetic side and it has always demanded unspoken forgiving and forgetting whenever she has been a royal bitch. Any level of spoken resolve after one of her episodes would require that she take responsibility for her actions. Unfortunately, responsibility is something she never takes. And sadly we see less and less of her sweetness.
Last spring I cared for my uncle as he finished writing his personal chapter. He was grouchy, miserable, demanding, lacking any form of grace or gratitude. That was more pleasant than caring for my Mom. At least I could tease him, reminding him that the only thing between him and a nursing home with no smoking privileges, was his faithful, slightly annoying niece. Mom’s lack of introspect makes this impossible. Too bad, Sweet Mom is also funny.
I moved to within a mile of their home a year ago so that I could provide my folks with more help. It is difficult to get my Dad to tell me what he needs; Mom, however, is a seasoned order giver. One day she is outwardly grateful for our obedience and the next we get criticism for things that follow only her personal and obviously secret logic. Because of her health I don’t attempt to defend myself anymore. Anytime I ever have tried, I have failed. I am afraid that her next outburst will be the one that kills her. If I am the final trigger, I know that I would blame myself and I fear that my family would too, secretly. So, I bite my tongue – a lot.
After I have been attacked and have walked away, I sometimes get in my car and drive home screaming and pounding the wheel. This helps with frustration but leaves a bucket of other emotions. I am lucky to have a sister that I can vent with. We communicate well; understand each other despite the major differences between us. What she hasn’t experienced directly with our mother, she has observed in much of mine. My sister often jokes that she took a full time graveyard job to assure that she has a very good excuse for not trying to do what I am trying to do. (Her teasing is one way that she expresses gratitude). Truth is that there are people cut out for care giving and some that simply are not. I am. Cathy, not so much! I would love to be a fly on the wall if she were ever to attempt to give Mom a sponge bath.
We are a small and reasonably close family. My mom thinks she is the hub. In some ways she is. Despite her fear, however, we will carry on just fine in her absence. I am saddened to say that I need that to happen before I lose all respect for her.
In a human development course I took several years ago, the professor asked if we could think of anything in our personal lives that paralleled the potential difficulties we face when raising a child. A wise classmate answered, “Parenting a parent”. I wonder if we knew how abundant the challenges could be, would we still have chosen to have a parent ;o?
Reminds me of my mother. With a PhD in Child Abuse, she verbally and physically tortured her her to ensure their subservience. My sister Martha does what you do: gifts, money, being repository of her misplaced anger. Martha's answer is always "It's my mother, and I love her." I told her 2 things: (1) parents shouldn't spit children into the world and then expect them to pay for it; and (2) stop giving them downpayments for their acceptance. She wants to be loved, but doesn't see the motherly love she's looking for has a price tag attached to it. And she really can't afford it.
As for my Mom, last I saw her was April 16th. Everyone had dinner and a slice of her birthday cake but me. My sister Ivette tried to make me feel welcome. Mom said "Don't give him s__t, he's an ingrate." I grabbed my jacket and birthday gift and headed out the door. She did the whole "telenovela" act and said to everybody "You see how he treats me? ... I should've choked him between my legs when I had the chance." She's gotten older, but hasn't changed bit. My last words to her were "If every time I see you all you're going to do is make me feel worthless then there's no place for you in my life." She blurted "Forget I'm your mother." I told her "I'll do my best."
There was a sex worker in the corner who asked me if I wanted a date. Nauseated, I handed her the White Diamonds my mother was supposed to get. As I rode the cab to my home in Parkchester, I said to myself: "You're either a masochist or a sucker for punishment. What's wrong with you?" ... As authoritative and empathetic I am with my sons and grandchildren, I seem to lose my self-respect when faced with that terrorist who calls herself mother, father, and best friend of all her children.
Taking the gift back served notice I'm not taking her abuse anymore. When I think about not seeing her again is a relief and makes me feel good. ... And I can spend that time with people who do love and care about me.
To answer YOUR question...I say 'NO' you are not wrong and as long as you know you have done things right towards her with no appreciation...back off. Your health, physical and mental is more IMPORTANT. Stress will kill us women...we will be dead and our old mean Mother's will still be going on and on...lol I wish you the best....I pray and pray and pray.
PS - GUILT...I would have NONE. God knows I have done more than I should considering a lifetime of abuse from her and I still continued to be the 'dutiful daughter'. God is my only judge and I'm good with HIM.
The only thing this distance is permanent. Not in miles but in my heart. I will also not be used by my brother when he needs help. They keep secrets from me. I too have some compassion for siblings who do little for parents. I always feel, just maybe, there is a reason.
My parents used to have loud arguments over my father's drinking. I was maybe 7 or 8 and I can remember being so frightened that I would just pull the covers over my head. I promised myself that when I got married and had kids that I would never yell at my wife. I never did. Even bad experiences can lead to one's own improvement.
You are not responsible for your mother's hateful behavior. You did not cause her to be what she has become but maybe she is not responsible either. None of us knows why other people are what they are but that doesn't mean that we, as individuals, must take those burdens on ourselves. I hope that you can stop torturing yourself and just focus on your own family, promising yourself that you will never become your mother.
As she gets older it gets worse and she now trys to manipulate me as the primary caregiver. As I see from your post your mom is not living with you. Which is a good thing...No matter how hard you try you will never please her so do what is best for you! I wouldn't eliminate her entirely from your life. The guilt will be worse than the abuse..........So, having said that I personally would SET THE LIMITS AND THE TONE FOR YOUR RELATIONSHIP. by that I mean when she is nasty on the phone cut her short and say you are busy and have to go and hang up. She will probably yell at you the next time you do it but if you continue to do it and you tell her that you won't talk to her if she acts that way she will eventually get the hint! It worked for me. Tell her you will only call her or see her ex: once a week or whatever works for you and stick to it......If she still remains nasty make the time longer and tell her why..........She has become the child and you are now the parent so you have to handle her as you would one of your children......Set limits, take no abuse......She may talk about you in a nasty way to your siblings but tell them you are not interested in hearing what she has said. Ignorance is bliss....You will still have some guilt but that is human.....YOUR family comes first......Keep us all posted on how things are gooing! Good Luck
I do understand the 'ongoing' abuse. They don't change. My father is the same way. I have had to set my '''boundaries''' with him. Boundaries are good and healthy for your mind! I call it a 'family vacation'. Can't always be around it. Set your own boundaries for yourself. It's okay. I have no respect for my father. However, I need to be around him, due to my mom's cancer. (she by the way is my best friend). Makes it very tough to NOT bring in the tension around her. My mom always encouraged me to ''kill em' with kindness'' ... in any given 'bad' situation. So I do that for mom. It's tough too.
I understand.
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