
Many of us, myself included, come from a dysfunctional family which adds a lot of weight to the challenges of caregiving. I have read stores on various threads on other topics and decided it would be good to have a thread just for this topic for people to share, vent and discuss.
The idea for this thread originated on the thread named "The Caregiver....How are YOU doing today?"
Also, my dad died about a month ago, so my mom is insisting that I no longer need to see my stepmom (who I adore and has been with our family nearly 30 years - met dad years after the divorce). I don't lie to my mom - I told her that stepmom was planning a get together with my stepbrothers and family on the 15th and that we would be going. Did she want us to stop by and see her since we would be in the same town? Fireworks (crying and yelling) that we would still see stepmom to which I replied "whether we see her or not, that is our business. All you need to tell us is should we see you when we are in town?" to which she told me to F myself. I said "I love you, but you can't talk to me that way. Why don't we speak later" and hung up.
so yesterday got a letter in the mail from my mom - five pages - double sided = ten pages with underlining, capitalization, and exclamation points about what a chitty daughter I am yada yada yada. Well at least she got that off her chest. I'm not going to call her for awhile and just send a card for Christmas. I'm tired of dealing with this - 50 years -
Number 3 - my IN LAWS demand that we come and spend Christmas with them. We both live in areas that have snow and the connecting flight is in an airport that gets snow. We have never flown for Christmas WITHOUT getting stranded due to an issue with one of the three airports and winter. So we just don't travel over Christmas. They brow beat us about it every year and refuse to come our way for the same reasons, but because they are older - we are supposed to suck it up. My husband has said no - we'll come at Easter like we always do. They responded that if we take our annual trip in February to Palm Springs they will be upset. My husband told them that February is not Christmas and has nothing to do with coming for Easter. They hung up on him.
We go through this E V E R Y year. As soon as Thanksgiving is over - we know the next phone call will deal with mom and IN LAWs demands and manipulation. One reason I love my stepmom so much is that my dad also participated in the demands and manipulation and pouting about holidays and who goes where / when and who we are NOT supposed to see. When they started dating she told him to knock it off or he would just drive us away. He actually listened to her and would end a visit with "what time should we wrap up so you can stop by and see your mom" without any manipulation etc.
Anyway - I hope you all enjoy your holidays.
I truly believe there is a special place in h*ll for Holiday Harpies who fixate on “the day.” If your love and your kind gestures don’t count on the other 364 days of the year, it says more about your critics than it does about you. Stand firm and create meaningful traditions for your core household.
Your stepmom mom is a ray of light in all the weirdness. Continue to cherish her. (Not that you wouldn’t!)
As I was growing up and growing out, there were a handful of non-blood adults in my life who showed me how adults should really act. I am forever grateful to them.
Hang in there, Kimber. Find your joy wherever you can. Open your heart to the good moments, good songs and good sights in December. 🧡
tambra - my condolences in the loss of your sis. Come and vent any time and please look after your BP. Is it time to look for other arrangements for your mum and dad? It sounds like it is very hard on you. Glad you had fun with your kids and grandkids. I know that helped.
duck -sorry to hear about your cousin. It sounds like she is quite ill. So glad you had a good thanksgiving.
needhope - it sure helps knowing we are not alone, Re the cheesecake, it was frozen in the first place and on the package said not to refreeze. I really didn't need any more!!!
tg - happy for you that you got a break and also understanding from your sis.. WooHoo!!! And that you are planning arrangements so you can have more breaks. That is great. Selfish - not at all. You just want your life back which is very normal and healthy.
cmag - good points. I identify. There was no positive feedback from mother - just the storm or the "calm" before the storm when you could see the storm was building. Staying in a hotel when visiting difficult relatives is a great idea -only way to go for me.
ali - it takes a lot of work to overcome the negative tapes -a life time. Saw somewhere you have a new room mate, I do hope it works out very well for both of you.
Kimber - oh dear, that brought back memories of Christmases (and other important occasions) past. Doing the undo-able, setting boundaries, getting scathing letters, and the "poor me" story. Once I cut mother off for a year. It was a good year. So happy for you that your stepmom is in your life. But your in laws - aaargh -another set of narcissists. They can demand all they like. The answer is still "No!" So glad you take your holidays and trips when you want to with a clear conscience
Linda - wise words
blackhole - I am so grateful too for the "normal" (non-parent) adults in the life as I was growing up. Girl friend's mums, friends of my parents, even aunts and uncles.
To complicate life further, the greyhound bus service here has terminated. I took a new alternative last time. It was convenient and I planned on using it, but found out yesterday that it didn't last long and has now been replaced by yet another bus line which has terminals in very inconvenient places. So I will fall back on the "luxury" bus, Red Arrow, which, when combined with taxis, gives me the best service, if a little expensive.
The next couple of days I will hobble around and get packed so I am ready, and make my final decision Monday, the day I planned to travel,. Flare ups can go as fast as they come.
If I can't make it, they will include me by telephone, which works though is not the best. Oh well, this too will pass - hopefully soon.
New businesses are scrambling to take over. The issue seems to be financial (declining ridership) so who knows if the new ones will survive. Thankfully travelling by bus works pretty well here even in the worst weather.
But one thing I've learned finally after many, many sucky Christmases is if I lower my expectations really, really low, I can tolerate it. I sure miss my Mom and my late brother though. She was my angel and he was my partner in crime. We used to sit together and have good laughs under our breaths. The anniversary of his death is tomorrow actually. Ah, my dear, dear brother.
Golden, sorry you are having problems with F M. I hope you can still make it to your Mom's review.
She said " There will be deductions for the hours I put in over the years for executor."
Maybe I should submit a bill since expense before mom's death still seem to be open for collection. Gosh, I hate this!
And she paid $500.00+ a month for storage of fabric for four years now. Just UGH!
Talked with a friend down there and she said there was a white out this am and the highway is bad, Snow is expected all weekend and it is warm enough that the road melts then freezes so it gets quite slippery. I am still aching and very tired, so I think the answer is to stay here and do a conference call. 5-6 hours of travel each way is too much for me right now.
can you get into a little mischief yourself tomorrow? Bro and mom will be right there with you in spirit
My sis plays those kind of games too -slipping in a "nasty" in front of others that sounds fairly harmless on the surface, but she knows how to get through my armour. That's why I stay away from her as much as possible. I can't change her, but I can change what I do. It is not nice visiting with someone who puts you down. Her behaviour is not welcoming. Here's an idea, if you go, Be the first one in the door and go up to sis and say "Merry Christmas, sis!" Then she can't miss you. Not having your mum and your bro there for support would make it more than doubly hard for you, I sure understand if you decide not to go, If you do , lowering expectations is a very good thing. ((((((hugs)))))) Madge's idea is good for today.
glad - I feel much relieved having made the decision to stay home, and just a tad guilty, but nothing unmanageable. It's awful how that guilt still hooks us, Still aching, but not as groggy/foggy as I was the past few days.
I think I have gone off coffee - what a loss!!!! Tea it is! Maybe I will get my coffee habit back eventually, I hope so. ☕☕☕ 💔💔💔
-- I'm doing him a favor.
-- He finds it a good time to make snarky remarks to me about what a hard time I've had with caregiving.
That example sums up my beef with him. He has no sense in how to be decent, much less kind, to me. Even when I was very much in need of some kindness, all he contributed was criticism.
Hugs, Gershun. A sibling-friend is a tough loss, as is the loss of your loving mom.
Glad - Sorry you are going through this with your sis. I can't believe the gall of some of these twisted sisters that think they are entitled. The greed is just unreal.
Golden - Yes, I think you should stay home and take care of you. Good decision to do the consult by phone. You need time to heal and feel better.
You are right about the situation this past Thanksgiving weekend with my in-laws. I went ahead and caved this time mainly because I know my husband has been missing his out of state family, and we've had so much going in this year with mom and him being busy at work that we haven't made it down to see them.
Hubs and I did have a talk afterwards and decided that if it happens again, we will have to tell them to make other plans, especially if we already have plans, as we did this time. I still don't understand why they got offended. I mean, I would not expect anyone to drop their plans for me at the last minute. Or be mad that they aren't just sitting around waiting for me on a holiday morning. His family is not quite as bad about the drama as mine, but I think it helps that we live out of state.
I'm really hoping and praying we didn't get bedbugs. We vaccuumed pretty much everything, beds, furniture, carpet, etc. and threw everything we could into the dryer, and washed all the linens and laundry. From what I understand, it's expensive if you end up having to call an exterminator and they are hard to get rid of. It just gives me the heebie jeebies because I don't do creepy crawlies.
I was never optimistic about their ability to be supportive. But the past 5-6 years have been such an eye-opener. Ugly-but-true stories popping out of the closet. People who meant well (and people who didn’t mean well) clinging to their short-sightedness at any cost.
It’s impossible for me to sum it up in one takeaway. I had about a dozen takeaways.
But this one jumps out: I was the #1 ringleader in my mother’s caregiving. Yet participants #2 through #?? would frequently doubt, deny or refute whatever I reported about my mother’s situation.
I’m evolved enough to understand that their gaslighting was (primarily) a manifestation of their own denial. That doesn’t make it any less exhausting, or any less invalidating.
Post-caregiving and post-estate follies, the only way I could move forward was to create some distance. And I’m fine with that.
Actually, Golden my dear brother died in 2003 so this is not a recent loss. I still can't believe it's been this long already. He was only 57. The same age that I am now. He was a nut. Sort of like my second father as my real one died when I was very young. He did all kinds of special things for me growing up. Took me out to my first bar when I was only sixteen. Yes, I know................... LOL I'll always remember that day. He took me to Fairweather's. A store here in Canada for those of you who live in the States. Bought me this crazy top. Gold shiny fabric. Really soft. Then he took me out for a really nice dinner and then off to the club we went. One of the best days of my life actually. He was so funny too. He made me laugh so hard sometimes that I would have to sit down so I wouldn't pee. One time we went to the fair here that they have in the summer and I had to sit right on the hard ground cause I was laughing so hard. He was really into sports cars too. We would go for drives in his latest one and he would get onto the highway and say "lets's see what this thing has got" I was scared but excited just the same. He was smart as hell. Knew all the answers on Jeopardy. Talented too. A great musician. Played the piano and won awards for his playing. He taught piano among other things. I'll say it right here. He was gay! Nobody judge. He had a hard life because of it. It wasn't easy to be a gay man when he was growing up. I'm sure it still isn't. But he lost his partner to Aids and basically became his partners caregiver. He was never the same after that. He lost his spark. No, he didn't die of Aids although he was H I V positive. Losing him was almost as hard as losing my Mom. He lived with her his last five years and I always thought he'd have taken care of her in her declining years cause he became a nurse among all his other talents. She took his loss so hard. I really thought she would die of a broken heart. I know when I was mom's care giver that he was right there with me helping out.
But anyway, let this be my little tribute to him. My dear brother...........I love you and miss you. :(
Such a loving tribute to your brother!
Isn't that what everyone really needs, is someone to spend time with us, creating memories?