Dealing with my mother

I’m having a bit of difficulty coping – I need someone to talk to, maybe some sympathy, and I’d love some advice. So as a long time lurker, naturally the Dope was the first place I thought of. Be warned, this is long and self-pitying, with little entertainment value.

My mother has always been a difficult person. She’s selfish, self-absorbed, irrational and occasionally cruel. Like many mothers, she’s a martyr, and absolutely nothing in life gives her pleasure. She’s miserable when things go right and worse when things so wrong. She has practically no friends as she is so hard to get along with, and no real interests or hobbies. I don’t think she likes herself and in incapable of being happy. I feel terribly sorry for her and I’m slowly grasping the reality that I can’t improve her life in any way – she is just beyond help.

The last few years mother has started to suffer memory loss. She is in total denial about this even though my father, her sister and I have discussed our concerns with her repeatedly. She won’t talk with her doctor about it. Mum has always been the kind of person who remembers things her own way, if you take my meaning. The memory loss and accompanying confusion are making her even harder to deal with, especially as she won’t admit that she forgets or confuses things.

Despite the memory loss and generally “getting old” she insists on keeping working. When she’s out of work she is miserable and moans and complains to me and dad constantly. When she gets a job, she’s great for a short time (literally – a few days) and then the complaints start again, with a different flavour. Dad has told her repeatedly that she doesn’t have to work. Financially, they are in a position where she can retire now as long as he works for a few more years. He loves his job and is happy to keep working. But for various confused reasons, she insists that she “has” to work – mum seems to think that they will run out of retirement money if she doesn’t.

Over the past few weeks the situation has grown worse. Mum is threatening to divorce my father over the money issue – she sends me hugely detailed emails (sometimes more than one, as she’s forgotten about the first one) about their fights. How can I possibly respond to that? I’m not going to take sides against my own father! The details are unnecessary – she seems to add them to prove she isn’t losing her memory. But then from email to email, the details blur and change.

After responding to the “I can’t take it anymore, I’m going to divorce him” email I heard nothing for DAYS. Then, I get an email and a phone call from my dad saying that I should call my mum as she’s worried about me and hasn’t heard from me in a while. I could have torn my hair out! So, I call my mother, who has now turned from worrying about her own financial situation to worrying about mine. Yes, my husband is unemployed. Yes, we just bought a house. Yes, it is tough. However, it’s been that way for six months and you’ve never shown an interest before because you are always so busy worrying about yourself! Forgive me if I don’t believe your concern is sincere, though I am polite enough to keep that belief to myself.

So within a couple of days of this conversation, my husband gets a job. I call my parents to let them know and end up having a long and pleasant chat with my dad. He promises to tell mum about the new job. A day or two after that I get another email from mum. Despite having been frantic with worry about my financial situation less than a week beforehand, she doesn’t say *anything *about the new job. In fact, her email opens with “Hello and how is the world treating you? I hope you are having a better day than I am.” A form expression of polite interest immediately segues into a rant about how my father is abusing her and how difficult her job is and how she doesn’t know why she bothers anymore and she just can’t take it.

Now I know she is probably tired and stressed and lonely and has no-one else to talk to, but I can’t help but feel depressed that my mother just has no interest in me or my life. Just about every phone conversation we have she tells me how much she misses me (I have lived in another state for six years). But she never calls (I’m always the one who initiates phone calls), she has never visited (in-laws have visited every year and are talking about coming here for Christmas 2009), she doesn’t remember stuff I tell her about my life here from one call to the next (even before her memory problems). She doesn’t miss me at all – she just misses having someone to moan at, take her shopping and indulge her nonsense.

My husband is a lot less tolerant of my mother’s bullshit than I am. When I tried to talk to him about how upset this made me his response was pretty much “Your mother’s always been like this. Why does it still bother you?” Well, I don’t know. I nearly lost my temper and raised my voice a bit at that. I think that the fact that a mother doesn’t love her only child is kind of a big deal, doncha think?

My close friends here have enough on their plates at the moment. Friend #1 is still grieving over her father’s death. This has been complicated by catching her husband trying to cheat on her with one of her good friends (it’s a long story – and entertaining, for those people who like relationship trainwrecks). Friend #2 has recently moved interstate twice for her boyfriend’s work – he’s now lost his job and she’s gone from 5 days a week to 2, so things are tough for them right now. And Friend #3’s father-in-law was just arrested and charged with soliciting a minor online. There isn’t anyone else I’d feel close enough to to discuss this with right now.

So that leaves you lovely people. If anyone’s stuck this out long enough to get to the end, thanks for listening. It certainly helps getting it off my chest. Advice is welcome, because I’m at my wit’s end.

Dear across,
Wow. That sucks. I feel , at least a little, where you are coming from. I’ve had a few similar issues with my mother, although they come and go, and aren’t nearly as severe… Sounds like you got a lot of stuff on your plate already. I don’t really have any advice for you, although I do know it does help to vent. Hope things get betterHUGS

It sounds like your mom might be suffering from the early stages of Alzheimer’s. Not much you can do about that/ My advice is to take nothing personally. Your mother’s issues are about her, not you (and they may be physiological). Accept her as she is and let the crazy stuff roll off like water off a duck.

The person who really needs support is your dad. He’s the one living with the crazy full time, and it sounds like he’s got a lot of patience with her.

Your mother just may not be able to give you the kind of empathy and emotional support you want. It’s not a reflection on you. It sounds like you feel like you need her validation. Once you can recognize that impulse for what it is, realize it’s unnecessary, and understand that it’s something she might be incapable of giving you in the way that you seek, you’ll probably feel less angered by it.

Change a few details and I could have written your OP. It sucks, doesn’t it?

You can’t change her. All you can do is change your reaction to her. And that, as I know myself, is much easier said than done.

There is one other thing, though. If her memory loss is real, she needs to see a doctor. Can you enlist your dad to haul her off to a physician and have her checked out?

The last thing you need is for this situation to continue for years and for your parents to become progressively more fragile as they age, then have your mom outlive your dad, and be unable to manage her affairs while you are left wondering if her shrewishness is a sign of mental deterioration or just her naturally charming personality.

I am an only child in that situation right now, and if I could go back in time and do something about it, I would.

Sympathy, yes. You have it. Hang in there.

That said, as has been mentioned – memory problems are nothing to mess around with. IANAD and all that, but get her to a doctor if you can, and see what they can do. They might do an MRI or PET scan to check for physiological problems, and even something like a vitamin deficiency can impair memory. My grandfather was helped a lot by B12 injections.

Good luck, I hope things improve.

I have sympathy for you, but no advise. Sorry. :frowning:

I sympathize with all of your post, and I’m sorry you’re in this situation, but I would like to try to defend your husband’s position nonetheless.

It may be a big deal that your mother “doesn’t love her only child”, but you are not a child. You are married, and if you still think you have emotional issues due to your mother not loving you (which is normal of course), you may find help in seeing a psychologist to work through these.

That said, you are an adult, and you have likely been dealing with this for your whole life. If you don’t think that you can improve, then you likely shouldn’t dwell on it. The negative aspects of your mother’s personality is exactly what your husband is trying to downplay in your own personality. Your mother is miserable about all those things that she can’t control in the world. If you are then miserable about your mother, you are succumbing to exactly what you hate about her.

Anyway, I hope you’re not offended by this opinion; I truly feel for your situation and wish you the best. It doesn’t sound like there’s much hope for the future for your mom, but maybe there is for you.

<sigh> I guess this is some kind of test of faith for a new user? I logged on about 5 hours ago and posted a huge long reply thanking everyone for their advice and support. I guess it got eaten by whatever it is that powers the treadmills - hamsters?

Anyway, thanks everyone for your kind words which have helped me gain new insight into the situation. An update: in the latest email from mother she says she plans to ask the doctor about her memory problems at an appointment on Friday. This is a huge concession - this is the first time I can remember (ha!) that she’s actually admitted that there’s a problem. Oh, she says that she forgets stuff, but there’s always an excuse “I haven’t been sleeping” “I’m overworked” or “i think I’m getting a virus”.

However, I am not holding my breath. If she promises to ask the doctor and then lies or forgets or whatever, that won’t be the first time either.

You have my deepest sympathies, truly, both for what you’ve been through and what the future may yet hold.

And you’re always welcome to come here and talk with us, we have big ears and broad shoulders.

In the end though, I sort of agree with New Beginning. Your Mom has been showing you, all your life, from the sounds of it, who she really is. You seem unable to look and see, you seem to expect improvement, bring expectations, where such has never even been hinted at.

The question isn’t; ‘Why is she like this, how can I handle it’, in my opinion.

The question is, 'Why do I continue to have expectations of her that she has never be capable of meeting?"

Good Luck and keep us posted.

Across, you most definitely have my sympathy and support. You state your situation very well; it sounds like you have many fine qualities and are an observant and sensitive soul.

I’m quoting the post above because it’s right on. Read it again. And again. And again.

Peace to you in your situation.

My sympathies for a sucky parent, but your husband is partially correct. My advice to you, Across, to vastly improve your life is BOUNDARIES. You’re not going to make a good parent out of your mom, and it is not a bad thing to give up trying to do the impossible. You can, however, control her influence in your life. You don’t need to listen to your mom complain endlessly just because she’s your mom. I don’t think you need to feel sorry for her, either - she’s living the life she’s made for herself, and if she’s not happy with it, it’s up to her to change it. You couldn’t change it for her even if she’d let you, so you can’t be responsible for it.

elbows’ comment on expectations is spot on - it sounds like you have expectations that she will never, ever fulfill. You’d probably be happier right away if you changed your expectations to something more realistic - maybe looking for her own particular way of showing her love to you instead of looking for her to show her love in YOUR way.

This sounds exactly like the situation between my mother and grandmother (her mother). I’ll tell you what I tell my own mother when she says the same thing: No, it doesn’t matter. Why? Because you’re an adult, and your life is your own. Your husband may be tactless, but he was right in principle. It’s pretty clear you don’t and won’t have the idyllic relationship with you mother you want, so move on. She raised you, she did her job, but you’re on your own now, so make the best of it. Quit letting her use your mind rent free by hanging on to old resentments. Clearly, they are not making you any happier.
Hope that’s not too harsh. I’m just trying to make clear here that only real change that can help you at all must be yours, inside your own head.

And I agree with others about your mother, she sounds like she’s suffering from dementia. I would stop expecting rational behavior from her. Technically, she is now mentally disabled.

across, if it wasn’t for three details I’d think you’re my sister. But I don’t have a sister, Dad died in 2000 and Mom’s memory is still fine except for remembering things her own way…

Neither of our mothers have been rational women, ever, but yours is now officially Wrong Inna Head. That won’t make her easier to deal with, sadly. Make sure to stay in touch with your dad, as he’ll need all the help you can give (hopefully he’ll be able to get her to the doctor soon: can he use a visit of his own to talk with her doctor? do they have the same GP?) - sometimes that will mean “just” calling your mom and going “ahem” and “aha” and “ahu” at the right spots while not really paying a lot of attention. I say “just” because God knows I and my cousin had to learn how to keep our “ahum brain” separate from the main part before our relatives drove us nuts - nothing “just” about it! Remember that you can’t help anybody if you’re not well yourself: take care of yourself. Learn, and remember, that “I can not make my mother happy.”

Take as needed: {{{{{{{{{}}}}}}}}}, chocolate and backrubs.

I mean it. Without sounding melodramatic, it brings a tear to my eye to read these warm, sincere and helpful responses.

Long after this thread has died its natural death, I will return and read it again when I get into tear-my-hair-out mode. Diogenes the Cynic and New Beginning, your comments in particular have made me re-examine my feelings and motivations in a new light. I know that with only my side of the story you guys can’t offer a truly unbiased opinion, however the fresh perspectives have really helped. Sometimes when you’re surrounded by a situation it’s difficult to look at it intelligently rather than emotionally.

Something else I’ve realised in reading your responses. I’m caught in a contradiction. Yes, I should give in on imposing my expectations on my relationship with my mother. Yes, I am expecting validation and I’m not going to get it. She isn’t going to change and I can’t change her.

So, on the one hand:

But on the other hand:

How can I reconcile these? How much of her personality over the last few years has been affected by her encroaching illness? Isn’t unfair to withdraw help from someone who is ill?

In the grand scheme of things, my mummy issues are no big deal. But I love both my parents and I want to help however I can.

My mother went to the doctor yesterday and took some kind of quiz to test for short-term memory loss. An acceptable score would be 26 out of 30 - she got a perfect 30.

I don’t understand. I’ve lost count of the number of examples of her bad memory - she tells me the same thing over and over, forgets any news I tell her (though that could be pure self-absorption) and her pantry is full of cans and bottles as she duplicates grocery purchases.

I’m just stunned and at a loss for what to do next. When I talk to her should I just pretend that the memory thing isn’t happening? Or should I take this as permission to bring up her forgetfulness more often? I haven’t picked her up on every occurrence in the past as I didn’t want to provoke another fight.

There is a difference between forgetting and not paying attention in the first place. My mom has a severe case of the latter, and I sympathize because it can be quite infuriating/insulting (ie, I have never liked jazz, I have always hated it, I have told her this 100 billion times, and then she asks if I want to go to a jazz festival for my birthday? And sounds sincerely surprised, if not a little wounded, when I tell her yet again I do not enjoy jazz, no thank you, perhaps we could go to the theater instead?)

OMG–this is my mother. For all 4 years of HS, I got for Christmas an A-line, gray wool skirt. Me, who never wears skirts (even now) and prided myself in HS on always wearing jeans to school (this was back in the day when jeans were seen as quasi-rebellious).

There is a HUGE difference between being forgetful and being so self-absorbed that you never took in data to begin with. Sounds like Mama has the latter.

Hearing loss could also be an issue-

My mom’s memory seems to be a problem, but in reality it’s her hearing. SHe won’t admit to hearing loss, and she pretends to track on conversations. However, she is only hearing bits of what is said, and to cover up she denies we talked about it etc. etc.

My symapathies for a truly frustrating situation…

My mother has been ill my whole life. That doesn’t mean I have to let her grab me so tight she drowns me, or disregard my tastes completely. When she claims that “you’ve always liked cauliflower!” (three things in this life make me puke: gastrenteritis, cauliflower and liver) in spite of 40 years evidence to the contrary, it’s not somehow my fault that she insists in not paying attention; she can act offended by my lack of cauliflower-love but I can also refuse to eat the damn thing - must, actually, as I don’t particularly enjoy throwing up nor is it good for my health.

Help her, yes. But don’t let her selfishness drive you nuts. You can’t take care of anybody unless you’re yourself all right: mark your boundaries with a concrete fence and paint it in day-glo colors.

OMG, double duty. That’s my mom, exactly.I’ve told my mom for thirty years that I don’t drink coffee.

I have asked lightly and nicely.
I have made jokes about it.
I have told her ernestly that the coffee thing had become symbolic, and that is is was important to me that she would remember it correctly.
I have made caustic remarks about it.
I have gotten upset about it.

And none of it helped. For thirty bloody years, whenever I am with Mom, she asks if I want coffee. Coffee, which, by the way, she also doesn’t have. My mom is one of those people that only buys the groceries she herself likes and uses.