
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?"
sharyn - lots still happening for you -cleaning up your mum's home and moving her to the memory unit., and finding a home for midget. Lots of work. I hope your sis stays well enough to do the job - the stress of it all may be affecting her too. I know you are very sensitive to signs of dementia. I would feel better of she had a proper evaluation.
cmag - your mum has taken a turn down. The twisted bowel is quite serious and can recur. I would suspect that your half bro is interested in what he and your step dad could get from your mum - maybe I am too suspicious
brandy - I got sick of keeping the family secrets so I say what I want to. If they don't like it - their problem. I have had enough problems from them with being used, put down etc. agreed - post under a new name if it makes you feel better - but get it out - it is better for you. I spilled some stuff to a cousin who was a friend, I thought, and haven't heard back from him in a year, So be it. I am tired if keeping up a "good front" to hide the hurts.
book - hope things are lighter now with just your dad. I read somewhere you were thinking of looking for a facility for him - good idea
ppalmer - hilarious - helicopters - thanks for the laugh
gladimhere -you are right - the issues are very similar
juju - welcome - you have survived, and so have I but I know about the scars, the doubts, the old tapes that play in your head, the anger, depression etc. Speaking up about it (writing) helps. I wrote a long letter to my mother once while reading a healing book, about the hurts she had caused me, and sent it. Then I read the next chapter which said,":but do not send it!" Oooops! Oh well, it didn't really make any difference in our relationship - she had an explanation that satisfied her for every point I made. Looking back, it was part of my healing as I acknowledged the hurts, the pain, the dysfunction, the shame, how much my childhood affected the rest of my life - and still is, but, much less than before. I have gone to counsellors who, once they hear I don't have any addictions, (drugs, alcohol or cigarettes) haven't been promiscuous, have had a good career, have gotten out of two bad marriages, have some good friends and decent relationships with my kids (over all) think I am fine. Well, I function pretty well, but they do not know what I have dealt with on the inside, and still do at times and what I still deal with in my mother and sister. You ask very good questions. Yes, the scars stay for life and I don't know what :normal" is so I rely on girlfriends at times. I think we carry "sensitive" points for life. Your past is what you were given to deal with - no choices there. But at some point, as people grow and mature they start to take responsibility for creating the life they want. What has helped me - realising that, for whatever reasons, I made the choices that I made as an adult and still do make choices, and still have freedom to explore alternative choices. That gives me a feeling of power. The whole issue of anger is a big one. I am almost finished reading a book called "When the Body says No" by Gabor Mate. Near the end he talks about anger and how those of us in dysfunctional families are anxious when we feel anger because of the family of origin dynamics. And that we do not feel anger in a normal way. I had sort of realised that over the years when seeing a friend who came from a pretty normal family get angry in a very different way than I did -and she had different feelings. I will look up more specifics for you and post later. I had an AHA moment - and am working towards having "normal" anger. In any case, expressing it, accepting the realities of all the unfairness, the burdens, the pain, embarrassment, even disgust is I think, necessary for moving on. We have to feel the hurt and grieve our lost childhoods and our adult losses, the things we would have done differently if ... before we can move on, It is no small task, but very worthwhile.
I sense you are a brave person. Good you got the toxic people out of your life - I have done that too - they were just substitute family members, bringing me the same problems. I will get back to you about anger.
Love and ((((((hugs)))) and prayers to all - Joan
Thanks for the support!
juju - prayers for some respite for you - can you apply for medicaid for your mum - I believe they will pay for some in home care - keep us posted...
Anyway the scientific side took over just thinking there has got to be a connection.
more hugs - wish they could be more than cyber Joan
sharyn (((((((hugs)))))) boy one thing after another. I do hope the docs can help your bro. I am sure the stress of the death of your nephew and your mother's decline haven't helped him, Are you getting some time to yourself? I saw somewhere that you had lost 20 lbs - I wish. I put on about 8 this winter and it has to come off.
Well, pigs fly! The ALF called yesterday and said that mother had fallen and bumped her head, that she was OK and they were monitoring her. I emailed and she answered that it was HER FAULT
Thanks agin
Joan, I couldn’t help it. I laughed aloud when I read your words about “Well, pigs fly1..and she asnwered …it was HER FAULT.” Your mom was always finding someone to blame and not her.
Brandy, you definitely have your plate full with hubby. Wow, you have experience when it comes to caregiving.
Sorry, I’m so tired. Every day that I wake up, it’s with exhaustion. Today, my brain was foggy at work. Didn’t do much work today.
And I have a sibling that is a Licensed Professional Counselor that fails to recognize their own part in the dysfunction. Visits maybe three or four times a year, and lives five miles away. Blames the lack of contact on me, the caregiver, but what I am is a convenient excuse.