Mom, I Love You But I Just Can't Handle You Anymore

That’s a bullshit excuse for them to evade THEIR duty/responsibility.

My sister was in medical school AND raising two kids, one with serious medical issues, and was STILL able to put it all on hold and drive 300 miles to Detroit to help take care of our parents last spring when they were ill with pnemonia. Granted, I had to do the lion’s share of taking care of them for two months, but my other sister, who also has two kids and is now divorced who doesn’t even own a car STILL managed to cover the 90 miles between her home and mom & dad every other day just to give me a break. Hell, half the time she brought groceries with her.

THAT’s what families are supposed to do for each other. “Cannot step in to help” - what a load of bullshit. It’s an EXCUSE.

Get the hell out of there - what good is this “family” to you? Will they be there when YOU need it?

Try it again. Keep trying until you succeed.

In other words, she sabotages efforts to help her.

Tell me - did she “sabotage” her leg wound, too? Shocking thought, isn’t it? But what better way to ensure her continued dependence and your continue sympathy?

Then GET AN APARTMENT.

Stop waiting for “perfect”. Perfect never comes. Go for “better than what I have now.” Honestly, you’d be better off living with a “Leave It to Beaver” family that with your mother.

I’ve been married 16 years. We still don’t have a house. So what? We have each other.

Sorry for the double-post. Wow, haven’t had that happen in awhile.

Good for you for saving the 20 grand. Please get yourself and your fiance into an apartment ASAP. A little money spent on rent is nothing compared to your psychological well being. You need to step back and get some perspective for your sake, and also for your mother’s sake. I have the feeling you are just too involved with her daily life to see what is really going on and how manipulated you are by her.

She needs more help than you can give her. Think about the situation from that angle - if you really want to help her, and I mean HELP her, not just give in to her, then you need to back away and let her learn to fight for herself. However well intentioned you are, and I truly believe you do love her and want what’s best for her, you are too caught up in her manipulation right now to really do what’s best for her. She needs professional help and you have to let her hit bottom on her own. She has to realize that she has to help herself. You cannot make her happy, you cannot make her well. Only she can take the steps to do that and unfortunately your best intentions here are probably hindering her from getting well.

It all sounds trite and easy, but you cannot let the guilt take over. You have to be strong and treat her like a child because that is how she is behaving - you have to be the firm parent that lets their child figure out things for themselves. I really believe she will never get well as long as she is fully dependent on you.

You also may want to send out an e-mail or letter or call all her family and friends and really impress on them how important it is that they not contribute to her illness by bringing her food. Try to get a realistic daily menu from a Dr. and tell them she is under a Dr’s care and diet and no one is to allow her to deviate from it.

Good luck, and keep us updated.

DoperChic, I’m so glad that you are able to see this situation for what it is now.

I’ve been codependent in an abusive relationship too (although nothing he ever did to me was half as bad as what you “mother” does to you, and I didn’t stick around for 20 years), and This book really helped me. It’s written by two Christian guys so there may be some God-stuff in there, but if you can look past that it is good to know that you aren’t alone, and that there are some simple steps you can take to begin the path to independence.

Please keep us all updated on your situation - we’re all cheering for you!

I think it was my self-control.

DoperChic, I’m afraid I’m going to use your thread to get onto my soapbox (No, not my nuclear power/GM crops/food irradiation one - the OTHER soapbox. No, not the USS Nevada. The other OTHER soapbox. The selfish one.) and pontificate. I hope you won’t mind.

There is, in western culture as a whole, a meme that tells us that selfishness is bad, and that it’s the ideal to sacrifice for those we love and care about. And on the whole, this is a good meme, and one I subscribe to, myself. But it’s got problems, too.

For a lot of people, when given a choice between a selfish action or one that is harmful to oneself and that someone else would like, the selfish action is the default right choice. At the risk of getting all sexually confused, a lot of people judge what is right by what hurts them the most. For a child, this is not often a wrong meter-stick. Homework is not something that anyone but a few geeks (and not many of those) would do for their own preference. Some rare children can accept the concept of current sacrifice setting up a payoff in the long run, but most do their homework because if they don’t worse things will happen.

As we get older this mode of thinking, however, can lead one to noble, or right choices that one would never reccommend to a stranger. Because the measure that the person using isn’t what the benefit to society, a loved one, or a group might be - but rather what option causes that person the most pain. At the extreme case, I happen to believe this is a common ideation with many suicides: “I’m such a burden, if I were dead - no one would be burdened anymore.”

That kind of thinking isn’t really what I’d call rational - it certainly discounts the pain that suicide can cause, at the very least. And often the burdens being imaged by the potential suicide are far greater in their mind than in the minds of their loved ones.

DoperChic, you’re not in a situation that drastic. Yet. But it’s getting close to matching my favorite analogy.

One of the first, and most important, lessons any rescue worker must learn is how to help without becoming part of the casualty. Sometimes there’s no choice: one must take risks to try to save someone. There is a difference between taking risks for a potential gain, even grave, potentially fatal risks and taking the same risks for no gain. Or accepting deadly consequences for little gain.

We all hold the men and women of the NYFD who rushed into the Twin Towers to save people as heros. They saved many people, and there were gains that can be measured from their sacrifces. And they, most of them, didn’t know that the Towers were about to collapse. But if we change the scenario a little bit, and are looking a crew of firefighters who’ve been told that this building will collapse in 10 minutes, and it will take the most athletic of the firefighters 15 minutes to reach the floors of the building where the fire has trapped victims, most people would view anyone rushing in, at that point, as an idiot - throwing their lives away because they’d rather fail in a futile rescue attempt than to accept that there are times that you can’t help a victim.

This rule can be rather coldbloodedly stated: Don’t act, until you know you won’t simply become part of the casualty.

Speaking as someone with a little firefighting experience, this is a hard lesson to swallow. Some people can’t learn it. I couldn’t. And because of that, I was more of a hazard to people I was working with than someone who could learn that lesson would be. In some scenarios I’d become a part of the problem, making things worse, not better. In spite of my good intentions.

You’re now in a position where you’ve admitted that if you keep caring for your mother as you are, now - something is going to give. You’re pretty sure it’s your sanity but it could be your physical health, or your relationship with your fiancee, or your work, or something else. But you’re still operating, it seems to me, on the “pain as determinant of right or wrong” paradigm. Since your mother and your aunts want the situation to continue, and since if you were to stand by your thirty day ultimatum people you care about, deeply, will be hurt and angry - perhaps even angry enough to sever ties with you - and because if you back down the only person you’re perceiving as being hurt is yourself, it’s tempting to back down and let the situation continue.

But if that’s an accurate description of the thinking you’re fighting, now, you’re only considering part of the picture. And the smaller part, IMNSHO.

If you continue giving your mother what she wants she is going to eat herself to death in relatively short order. eleanorigby has mentioned some of the less obvious health hazards facing someone as bedridden as your mother is may face. It’s a sad fact that bed sores can be lethal. This is on top of the joint problems, the muscle problems, the abuse she’s putting her circulatory system through, and the obviously untreated mental illnesses. At the risk of sounding far too grim, I’m surprised she’s not cooled down to room temperature years ago.

So, in the long term, while your mother will be gratified if you continue to enable her current behavior, she’s going to die. Soon. Likewise, your aunts either don’t care if she dies, or haven’t admitted that’s what she’s heading towards. If they don’t care, bugger 'em with a scorpion fish - their desires shouldn’t matter one gnat’s fart to you. If they do care, help them to realize that the situation, as it exists is killing your mother.

Have you ever had the pleasure of getting any swimming training? If you haven’t there’s a lesson common to any class that touches on the topic of how to save someone who’s drowning: often a drowning person will panic, and try to climb on their would-be rescuer. In order for the would-be rescuer to survive, the tactic I was taught was to dive down, deep - taking the drowning victim with the rescuer, until the victim releases his or her hold on the rescuer. The rescuer can then surface, recover his or her strength, and try to approach again. This tactic is one that could lead, directly to the victim going down for the last time. But all the trainers I’ve ever met agree - in that situation, even if the victim can achieve his or her goal of using the rescuer as a float - it’s a temporary solution at best. The rescuer, turned into a victim him or herself, can only support the original victim for a short period of time before drowning themselves. And then the original victim will lose their support, and drown anyways. So, compared to losing both the original victim and the would-be rescuer - risking the original victim, even leading to their ultimate death, is better than losing both persons.

That’s the situation I believe you’re in. Your mom was going down for the third time, and you’re out there trying to help her. But everyone, including your aunts, seems to be telling you to be good float for her. And you can’t keep her above water, unless she’s willing to stop panicking, and start doing as you direct. You’re in danger of drowning, too, now. Do you have the courage to take that dive to freedom? Even knowing it might be the beginning of the end for your mom?

I certainly hope you’re going to be that selfish. One life or two seems to be the choice being offered to you. I can’t see how any moral person wouldn’t prefer to see one life lost, instead of two.

Being selfish is not always immoral. Besides, your mom has the title sewn up, I think, for Most Selfish Woman. You’re not even in the running. The only potential challenger is here . And compared to stealing a whole life, what’s a few thousands of dollars?

(Yes, Ivylass, I do mean that if DoperChic’s mom and aunts won’t see reason, she should shove off and let them struggle on their own. I use the term selfish quite deliberately.)

Just one added bit of info, that may or may not be helpful:

Sometimes it’s necessary to make a situation look its worst. From the sound of it, your mother’s health insurance & income come from the state. A sad truth is that most states are fighting tooth and nail to keep health care expenses as low as possible, amounting almost to a triage.

From what you’ve said, your mother NEEDS to be under full-time professional nursing care. This is an expensive and scarce commodity. The social worker (or whatever her title may be) who will make the decision to put your mother into a long-term care facility is under pressure to do anything else that can be imagined as even halfway reasonable. As in, if the social worker can say that your mother is living in her own home/apartment AND has two daughters living there who can care for her…your mother goes to the end of the line, after people without live in family.

At one point I think you said your mother’s income was not adequate on its own to cover her living expenses, and you were having to subsidize them. I heartily suggest you STOP doing that. Go ahead and let whatever bills (especially rent and utilities) go into arrears. It would take months before utilities are shut off (assuming you aren’t already in arrears) and eviction takes a loooong time. Doing this will make it more urgent for them to place your mother AND make it absolutely clear they cannot simply send her back home. (You haven’t made it clear whether your Mom has an apartment or a house. If it’s a house, I’m afraid you probably will have to face that it will probably end up sold and the proceeds used towards your mother’s care.)

At the same time, you and sister (and any other liveins) must locate new living quarters and MOVE OUT of your mother’s apartment/house. Now. As fast as possible.

And really do this, no ‘faking’ it. Get yourself and all your belongings and especially clothing moved out.) Put in a change of address at the Post Office, etc. You can still stop by to do whatever care you can/want to do, but you MUST NOT live there.

Once you’ve accomplished this (hurry!) it’s time to get responsibility for coordinating your mother’s care ‘handed over’ to the system. If she has any clearly urgent health condition (and I can’t believe she doesn’t) the first step is for you to simply call an ambulance and have her taken to a hospital.

Soon enough after that, she will be assigned to a social worker, and this is where you must be very strong. You have to make it plain that you CANNOT move back in with your mother to care for her (and she CANNOT move into your new apartment) – be plain and strong: you do not have the physical, mental, or financial resources to be her caretaker.

All this may sound brutal, but it’s truly the fastest way to get your mother the medical care that she needs, that might actually allow her to recover and live a more normal life for a whle.

Good luck! And be strong, for the sake of not just yourself, but your mother, your fiance, and your sister.

Well said! DoperChic, obviously, you wouldn’t really put your mother on an ice flow and walk away. But unless the social workers and the aunts think you will, they’re going to keep on expecting you to solve everything.

Do you have any allies here? Your fiancee might have to play the heavy. Your little sister might need to move out too or the social workers will expecter her to be the keeper. Is your sister on board with this revolution?

And as for your mom - well if she doesn’t want to go in a nursing home and lose her house and “independance”, then her course of action is clear, isn’t it?

Tough love is never easy but it’s the only way to restore some sanity to all this.

Sweetie,

    No offence meant but YOU'RE the one who needs counseling, to be able to wean away from Mom and have a life.  Natural consequences may then cause your Mom to snap out of it. Good Luck !

If she’s unable to care for herself and both sisters are no longer availible to care for her can’t she be forced into a nursing home? I can’t imagine a hospital releasing her home with no one to car for her. If she still refused to go to a nursing home would family service step in to declare her incompetent?

Oh, definitely. That second time I left home, I didn’t stop talking to her or anything - I still went to visit several times a week. But because there wasn’t anybody there to get her the TV remote, she had to either get it herself or remember to get it close to the armchair before sitting down. It turned what had been a routine of: “sit down, call Nava, say you don’t want anything else, call Nava again (repeat several times), start watching TV” into “sit down, get up, sit down, get up (repeat several times), start watching TV”. Compared with what she’d been doing, all that stand-and-sit counted as exercise :smiley: and her back got better from it! (like DoperChic’s Mom, mine has been sick all my life).

looks under her desk to make sure there’s nobody there

Oh, my.

The aboveposters are all correct in saying you don’t have the medical training, expertise or equipment to properly physically care for your mother. Right now you also don’t have the distance needed to properly emotionally care for your mother either. Part of why she seems so determined to eat herself to death is that she’s severely depressed, and while she seems to think having you around makes things better, she’s really trying to get blood from a stone. Grinding you down into the ground puts you in no shape to be an emotional support for her while she gets help for herself.

My situation wasn’t nearly as bad as yours, but I still had to move two hours away from my folks before I could say ‘Oh, I feel so bad for you!’ when my mother was sick and really mean it.

Take care of yourself, DoperChic, or soon you won’t be able to take care of anything else at all.

It would all depend upon the social workers at the hospital, and the laws of the state.

I have another concern for Doperchic too. Tending to a 500lb person can be very taxing physically too. A nursing home would have mechanical lifts and other items that would be very helpful in preventing injuries to her mom and to herself.

I called my aunt on Thursday and told her that we have to get a move on finding somewhere for Mom because I’m leaving at the end of the summer. I’ll be gone whether or not they find a place for her. She took the news surprisingly well. She was frustrated, but at the situation that Mom had created, not the new one that I was now creating.

My fiance and I are once again agressively househunting. I consolidated my student loans and took out a personal loan to consolidate my credit cards at a much lower interest rate. Our mortgage guy is now rerunning my credit to see if these steps have helped any. While househunting, I’m also running a search for apartments. My fiance is not happy with the idea of an apartment. I told him that I’m moving out at the end of the summer. I’d prefer that he come with me, but I’ll do it alone if I have to. This is something that I HAVE to do. I have no choice at this point. Either I move out on my own or I’ll wind up in some psych ward.

I am so completely filled with resentment for what Mom has done to me and my sister that it is now to the point where it borders on hate. Every thing she asks for now is met with such anger on my part. I simply cannot take yet another request from her. I wake up to demands from her and go to sleep to demands from her.

She’s sick yet again with the runs. The smell is so overwhelming that it’s everything I can do not to puke when cleaning out her commode. She just asked me to make her a grilled cheese because she’s nauseous. A GRILLED CHEESE!! Yeah, Mom, a sandwich fried in butter is just what you need to calm a nauseous stomach and help with diarhea. She got rice and applesauce instead.

I’m going out for the day and most of the night. I have obligations that I simply cannot get out of. She tried to guilt me into staying since she’s sick. About an hour ago she couldn’t find anyone to stay with her. When I told her that I HAVE to go out anyway, she suddenly found someone.

Bingo. When she can’t guilt you into doing for her, she finds another way to cope.

Good on you to be laying down ultimatums and making deadlines. In the meantime, get out and away more. Let her figure out how to deal with it. Let her friends who bring her food stay with her for a few hours every day while you go and do something for yourself, something that relaxes you and makes you happy and has zilch to do with your bondage to this woman.

I’m so glad to hear this! Congrats! Now, just don’t let them week-by-week you, into staying past your deadline. Stick with it.

Ha HAAAA!!!

So good to see you sticking up for your plans. Keep it up!

Way to go, DoperChic! I’m glad to see you standing up for yourself and your mental health. Not only is this the best thing for you, I have a feeling that in the long run it’s going to be the best thing for your mother. When your caretakers aren’t bound to you by ties of love/guilt, it is more difficult to manipulate them into doing what you want rather than what you need.

Please keep us updated. If you need to start another thread in MPSIMS, that’s fine - just let us know how things are going and stop in for hugs as needed. I have found this community to be amazingly supportive of the members.

Good for you, DoperChic. Not that it is your responsibility, but is your sister planning to get out, too?

Tabby

This worries me. Will you be able to last until the end of the summer? Anything you can do NOW, to get extra help, will enable you to leave that much sooner.

For this particular and immediate problem:

Go to a hardware store, or the hardware section of a “big box” store. Ask for help in selecting a filter mask. NOT one of those cheapie little cloth things like TV docs wear. I’m talking about a big rubber thing with screw-on cartridges with big honking straps that form a good seal with your face. You want the “organic vapor” catridges. No kidding.

You’ll look like a bug-eyed monster, but you’ll be able to clean the commode without gagging. I’ve had one for years for stinky jobs (I used to use one while cleaning the cat litterbox, back when I had cats). I mean, I’d prefer you not have to do the icky job in the first place, but if you HAVE to, this will make it more bearable.

Good for you, DoperChic! The task you have taken on is impossible, and it is well past time for you to lay it down. Your mother will find a way to manage, just as she did today. But as long as you manage for her, why should she? (well, aside from being an adult and all that…:)) Which brings me to my contribution to this thread. Have you considered that along with depression, your mom might have narcissistic personality disorder? It is often found with depression and from your description, it might fit.

http://www.minddisorders.com/Kau-Nu/Narcissistic-personality-disorder.html
Best of luck to you. It isn’t easy being the daughter of someone who is depressed, and even harder if she is a narcissist, and I say that from experience. You might want to look into therapy when you can–your life with your mom has probably left you wounded in ways you see, but also in ways you don’t. Your expectation what we would call you selfish is a good example–you don’t (and can’t!) know how to care for someone without taking care of them, don’t understand normal caring, and don’t take care of yourself appropriately. How can you, when you were raised as your mother’s …well, mother?