Guest guest Posted December 9, 2012 Report Share Posted December 9, 2012 I just moved my mom into another apartment that was more affordable, that she did NOT want to move to. That has made my life hell, along with her recent cancer diagnosis and impending Dementia diagnosis. She has a " hoarder " mentality, and never wants to part with anything. My husband, our 21 year old son and my mother in law was helping me yesterday at her new apartment to try and get unpacked and settled. I was trying to tell mom her sofa table will not fit anywhere and would she consider giving it to Goodwill. She started in on me in front of everybody and I don't even remember who spoke up first, (husband) or Jake (son), but they both basically told her to stop treating me so bad. Jake continued, telling her how I've done nothing but try to make sure she's happy and comfortable but she just treats me like crap all the time and I come home crying because of it and that I don't like to come to her house anymore because of how she treats me. It got REALLY ugly as you can imagine. > > After MUCH hysterics from mom, all fairly calmed down after a while and we continued with the task at hand. After , Jake and Carol left, though, you know she started back up, telling me I should tell her when she's upsetting me so she'll know to stop. I told her I do tell her all the time but she always blows it off saying she's just joking. If I don't know she loves me then there's something wrong, on and on. You all are very familiar with the BPD's idea that their professions of love makes everything okay and WE are the idiots if we can't see it. About the incident with the table, she said " you must have went home last night and told them I was upsetting you because they just came in and started yelling at me for no reason. " I said " Mom, first I didn't go home last night. I spent the night with you. and second, all that happened right there in the living room. They were upset because of how you were yelling at me about the sofa table. " She said " Yeah, well, you started it up and then gave them a raised eyebrow or something to let them know to start. " Yes...she really said that. > > Obviously a long story in between, but end result she doesn't see that she treats me so bad. > > I gave her several recent examples and how I told her at the time she was upsetting me but that she just doesn't see it evidently. I told her that they all see how we interact when we're together, it doesn't take me telling them. She come back with " I've had people tell me how you're just waiting for me to do something so I can jump on her. " WHO ELSE DOES SHE TALK TO? She has literally not had any interaction with other people with me since she's been up here except for , Jake and 's parents. I take that back. She talks to her sister on the phone. So I'm sure how that conversation goes is ALL one-sided because my aunt very rarely sees my mom and I together. > > But like I said she doesn't see it, and I told her that's the problem, that she thinks it's okay to treat me like that. I tell her when she's upsetting me and either she doesn't see it or she doesn't care. > > In any event, what a lovely weekend I've had. I couldn't get mad at Jake or , they only spoke the truth. They saw me getting upset and mom continuing and they both jumped in. Maybe the timing was poor due to all the physical stresses going on, but I've got stress too and they were just trying to protect me. So of course I spend the rest of the afternoon trying to convince her everyone loves her but they are tired of seeing me so upset. You all know the pattern. Here I am concerned with her. Not one time did she ever own up to it and try to make me feel better. Like my therapist told me " why do I try and protect her when she doesn't care how she makes me feel? " I can't get that through my head. This is the first time my husband or son has ever fussed at her about this situation. She's never had anyone (other than my obvious weak attempts to defend myself) put her in her place regarding me. It was HORRIBLE watching her crying so hard, but the sad thing is it wasn't in remorse. She was playing the victim. She NEVER admitted she treats me bad. All she did was cry " I wish I was dead. I have nobody now. I wish I had STAGE 4 cancer instead of Stage 3 so that I would die in a month " Trying to bring all the attention back on her. I am glad they stood up for me, but in a way I'm not glad because it's just going to my life an even bigger hell because now I am having to listen to all the conspiracy theories against her... I guess I'd better stop. This is too long and it could just go and on... As always, thanks for listening...Tori Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 9, 2012 Report Share Posted December 9, 2012 I can relate to your situation so well. I was unable to do that crucial internal paradigm shift and emotionally detach from my nada, so that the ugly things she would say to me about me hurt me deeply the way you are hurting, but my circumstances gave me the ability to go totally No Contact with my nada. My younger Sister chose earlier in her life to live near our nada so she could look in on her and be her part-time caregiver when the time came. After our dad died, my Sister spend nearly 10 years giving our nada a lot of her free time, helping nada with various chores and visiting nada and taking nada places to shop and visit friends & relatives, and got verbally abused by our nada for not giving nada MORE of her time and attention (plus other ugly, false accusations such as you are experiencing.) My Sister became more and more depressed, to the point that I was getting pretty alarmed at how " low " she sounded when we'd talk. I kept urging Sister to not give nada more of her free time, but to CUT BACK dramatically on how much time she spent with nada; our nada could afford to hire a part-time caregiver who could drive, and there is a lot of free transportation and services for seniors where our nada lived. But for whatever reason, my Sister could not " hear " me, could not let go of the inappropriate and misplaced guilt nada was loading her up with, until Sister started seeing a psychologist. Somehow, this compassionate therapist was able to help my Sister " absolve " herself, or free herself from the FOG. I'm guessing that my Sister needed an outside " authority figure " (perhaps her therapist was like a " father figure " to my Sister?) to tell her that it was OK for her to emotionally detach from our nada. My Sister's whole attitude changed, she achieved that " paradigm shift " or change of internal perspective: Sister *no longer took the things our nada said to her personally.* And although nothing about our nada changed for the better (actually, nada's mind deteriorated rapidly over the last two years of her life and, like your nada, ours became blatantly paranoid and delusional and was unable or unwilling to admit that she was indeed very emotionally abusive) my Sister's depression lifted noticeably when she was able to take that huge internal emotional *step back*, away from the ugly things our nada said to her, stop feeling responsible for our nada's hurt feelings and anger and untrue accusations, and unburden herself from the misplaced, inappropriate guilt (for not making our nada happy.) Sister finally internalized the reality that our nada wasn't a happy person, and *that nada's unhappiness was not Sister's fault.* Each person has their own journey through this stuff; its not easy and there is no one size fits all solution. I hope you will find something that works for you, to help you protect yourself from your nada's emotional abuse of you, whether that's the physical protective shield of No Contact (temporary or permanent) or the protective shield of emotional detachment. Vent here whenever you need to. -Annie > > I just moved my mom into another apartment that was more affordable, that she did NOT want to move to. That has made my life hell, along with her recent cancer diagnosis and impending Dementia diagnosis. She has a " hoarder " mentality, and never wants to part with anything. My husband, our 21 year old son and my mother in law was helping me yesterday at her new apartment to try and get unpacked and settled. I was trying to tell mom her sofa table will not fit anywhere and would she consider giving it to Goodwill. She started in on me in front of everybody and I don't even remember who spoke up first, (husband) or Jake (son), but they both basically told her to stop treating me so bad. Jake continued, telling her how I've done nothing but try to make sure she's happy and comfortable but she just treats me like crap all the time and I come home crying because of it and that I don't like to come to her house anymore because of how she treats me. It got REALLY ugly as you can imagine. > > > > After MUCH hysterics from mom, all fairly calmed down after a while and we continued with the task at hand. After , Jake and Carol left, though, you know she started back up, telling me I should tell her when she's upsetting me so she'll know to stop. I told her I do tell her all the time but she always blows it off saying she's just joking. If I don't know she loves me then there's something wrong, on and on. You all are very familiar with the BPD's idea that their professions of love makes everything okay and WE are the idiots if we can't see it. > > About the incident with the table, she said " you must have went home last night and told them I was upsetting you because they just came in and started yelling at me for no reason. " I said " Mom, first I didn't go home last night. I spent the night with you. and second, all that happened right there in the living room. They were upset because of how you were yelling at me about the sofa table. " She said " Yeah, well, you started it up and then gave them a raised eyebrow or something to let them know to start. " Yes...she really said that. > > > > Obviously a long story in between, but end result she doesn't see that she treats me so bad. > > > > I gave her several recent examples and how I told her at the time she was upsetting me but that she just doesn't see it evidently. I told her that they all see how we interact when we're together, it doesn't take me telling them. She come back with " I've had people tell me how you're just waiting for me to do something so I can jump on her. " WHO ELSE DOES SHE TALK TO? She has literally not had any interaction with other people with me since she's been up here except for , Jake and 's parents. I take that back. She talks to her sister on the phone. So I'm sure how that conversation goes is ALL one-sided because my aunt very rarely sees my mom and I together. > > > > But like I said she doesn't see it, and I told her that's the problem, that she thinks it's okay to treat me like that. I tell her when she's upsetting me and either she doesn't see it or she doesn't care. > > > > In any event, what a lovely weekend I've had. I couldn't get mad at Jake or , they only spoke the truth. They saw me getting upset and mom continuing and they both jumped in. Maybe the timing was poor due to all the physical stresses going on, but I've got stress too and they were just trying to protect me. So of course I spend the rest of the afternoon trying to convince her everyone loves her but they are tired of seeing me so upset. > > You all know the pattern. Here I am concerned with her. Not one time did she ever own up to it and try to make me feel better. Like my therapist told me " why do I try and protect her when she doesn't care how she makes me feel? " I can't get that through my head. > > This is the first time my husband or son has ever fussed at her about this situation. She's never had anyone (other than my obvious weak attempts to defend myself) put her in her place regarding me. It was HORRIBLE watching her crying so hard, but the sad thing is it wasn't in remorse. She was playing the victim. She NEVER admitted she treats me bad. All she did was cry " I wish I was dead. I have nobody now. I wish I had STAGE 4 cancer instead of Stage 3 so that I would die in a month " Trying to bring all the attention back on her. > > I am glad they stood up for me, but in a way I'm not glad because it's just going to my life an even bigger hell because now I am having to listen to all the conspiracy theories against her... > > I guess I'd better stop. This is too long and it could just go and on... > > As always, thanks for listening...Tori > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 9, 2012 Report Share Posted December 9, 2012 Holy Moly, does this sound familiar... When I moved my mother from her place to the city where we were living (into a gorgeous condo I might add) she went ballistic. Hated it. Hated me. Ordered " a hit " on me for having moved her. Was going to burn my house down while I was sleeping, etc. She wanted to move to a different place. So we broke her lease, pissed off the condo owner, moved her to where she wanted to be. On moving day, she decided she didn't want to move. She loved the condo. Total melt down. Screaming at me, calling me names, trying to get the movers in her camp, etc. I put her in a hotel until the day was over. Got her moved, unpacked everything and hauled the boxes to the dumpster, organized her closets, hung every last picture on the wall. When the nice Southern movers left, they told me they would " pray for me " . I retrieved my mother from the hotel and she loved the new place. For that night. All hell broke loose again the following day. The death threats, etc. I had to take a peace bond out on her to get her to stop. Even that didn't stop her. When I called the police to enforce the peace bond, they listened to her voicemails and were shocked... " that's your Mama? " he asked. He then said, " if that was my Mama, she'd still be in Chicago " . He proceeded to give her a personal " visit " and the calls stopped. And three months later we moved to the other side of the country. There is nothing you can do. There is no reasoning with BPDs. There is no getting through to them. It's like treading water for us. We spend alot of energy but get nowhere. I'm sorry your mother has cancer. It will be a sad ending to a sad life. My mother has had breast cancer. That was twenty years ago. I think her rage gives her the energy to stay alive. Also, her diabolical need to plot and destroy lives, particularly mine. I will be sad when she finally dies. Only for what we never had. I surely won't miss her. Maybe there will finally be some peace for all of us. It's a hard thing to say/admit, but it's true. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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