I am taking care of mom part time and today was peaceful but I get so worn out listening to her talk about herself and her needs all day.. I was telling myself she doesn't love me. I felt like an object in the room. It's hard for me to separate the job of caregiving and the nature of someone having lots of needs/wants and having a mother who is self absorbed. She is always telling me she loves me but I don't believe her because I feel like I'm an audience to her and that's why she loves me, for what I do for her....does she really love me? I'm SO CONFUSED. At times she is an absolute terror and goes into rages where she accuses me of really mean things and I have to walk on eggshells afraid I'll say something she'll twist around to shame me with. I don't understand how these narcissists can be jeckyl hyde like this? Anyone get what I'm saying? I read of a technique where you don't react to the person with any emotion....detach emotionally.
I believe there are two separate sides, and that separating them, can help us caregivers, by helping us stop trying to convince the elder person, even when they are wrong. It helped me SO much when someone taught me that a break can help me and the other person. Even a 10 minute break - if I have a good book, and can just jump into it - or any other positive or neutral, relaxing task of my own. And taking a break is what I need - no matter what the other person is saying, no matter how nasty - and I don't have to defend myself or anything, just say, "OK, good, hold that thought - I'll be back soon!" "Or, I'll be back when you are acting nicer." That validates the person, lets them know you see their words as temporary, and it also says, "Love ya, bye, back soon!" I have found that putting in the "love ya" part, as often as possible, adds a small bit of softness - it is sad when anyone has been abused, and I have been also. But in my own fear and defensiveness, I can steel myself up against people - and it is justified - I am not trying to guilt trip anyone. But it sometimes makes things harder on me, for trying to always talk everything out, or win, or not take breaks, is just not a decent way to live. Caregivers have major challenges, and it is to our tribute that we try day after day to meet them. But when someone is old, they cannot take in new lessons, or even any changes in routines! That's the nature of being slowed down. So, if we try starting anew, (often that memory loss works in our favor, and when we arrive, adding in some smiles - not overdoing it - sometimes a hug or just acting glad to be there doing this difficult task, that is after all, a really important one, trying to keep things going smoothly for someone who is declining and heading towards dying - instead of remembering all they did in the past - it's a way to help them now, and make one's days more friendly - not overdoing it or underdoing it!
I was always the one she regarded as the misguided one... not caring about the social nuances, preferring a different political affiliation than the one I was guided with, and even choosing a different spiritual expression, than the religion I grew up in (omg! I might go to hell for that?) ... you get the picture. Not really judged by my own merit, but by what I am not... conversations about me usually end in "well, but, she has a good heart" ... as if that doesn't count for assessment. With that said, it can be hell on some days, when she's in a mood. Trying to deal with her on again,off again mood swings and bouts of irrationality can be tough. Like everyone else said, you have to detach. And that's hard. It's my mother for heaven sake! On the other hand, the damage that would incur, if I did not, would leave me in quite a sad state. It takes time and patience ... and patience has never been my best quality, although I certainly have 10 times more than she does ... and you have to be creative in dealing with the dementia. For instance... we are preparing for her 89th birthday party coming up in July. She's been worried sick about not being able to find one of our relatives, so that we can invite her (there are so very few relatives left, for her), but we do not have this person's address or phone number, and her mother and father have already left this world.. She gets up this morning ready to have her bath before she's even had breakfast. I'm wondering what's the hurry, because I feel like a block of cement when I first get up and tis morning was no exception. Don't I remember? We're supposed to "go looking for" Melissa today. Huh? Whaaa? Well, how are we supposed to be going about that... looking for her? If we don't have her address? Well, I have her address. Uhm... no ya don't... yes, I do! Ok... well, let's talk about it, maybe I'm wrong, but I honestly don't remember us discussing going to look for her... well, we did... do you think maybe you dreamed it? .. no, I did not dream it, we talked about it... I don't think so... why would we go looking for her, if we already have her address? To let her know about the party! But why would we need to look for her, if we have the address? Couldn't we just mail it to her? Just forget it!!! well, now... let's not just forget it, let's talk about it... remember that time we talked about how we can tell if something is real or not? ... we look at the situation, and try to determine if it makes sense or not? yes ... ok then... last night we talked about how you wish you knew how to get in touch with her, right? yes... and I said ask Jack, right? yes... and you said you'd ;already asked Jack, before, and he had no idea how to find her, right? yes... and what was the reason we needed to get in touch with her? to invite her to the party! right... because why? well, because we want to invite her to the party! Yeah, but the reason we were concerned about where she might be was because we had no address for her, right? ... yeah... and so then, how could it be that we can go look for her, because you have her address, if the address was all we needed, in the first place, in order to send her an invitation? ... bewildered look on her face and some indiscernible mumbling...so we really can't go look for her, if we don't have her address, right? more resigned now... I guess not...
I can't always get her to that place... sometimes she says I'm telling a damn lie! or other times I'm trying to "make a damn lie outta her!" ... (I'm using the four letter word that begins with the "D" and ends with "N" in case they edit, here) ... and sometimes my brother... the much older and wiser servant of God (who isn't going to be anybody's slave, right?) ... has to come over and unruffle her feathers or, at the most, point her in the right direction ... because she can't possibly believe me, the misguided one.
It is what it is. Paying someone else is not a possible solution, as her money would run out much sooner. And, as much as possible, we will do all that we can to keep from doing the thing we promised her we would not... put her in a home. There, she will be sure to decline much much faster, I can guarantee. You can't take a, person whose been loved up all her life, and basically spoiled, and then throw them to the wolves. It's just not fair. But that's me, It may not be anyone else's choice or option... and that's ok too! In the meantime, I'm trying to learn new recipes ... because gosh knows, cooking for her is no fun! And like another said, trying to "learn the lessons" ... it would be super duper nice if she could learn some... like patience ... and humility, in all it's forms and definitions... but that isn't going to happen... not now, it's too late for her, there... and she's fine with that, in a stoic kinda way... apparently... instead, she thinks, it's me who needs to learn to zip 'er up, and snap to the whip... so, instead of her learning patience and humility, I have to learn those things.. or die? It's not always easy. Sometimes I cry, just like she does, "Oh, why, Lord!"
I don't think it's wrong for us to question and whine and cry and complain, in our learning process. It's all new to us, this place! And we're all shocked and surprised at what we are encountering, during these end times of our loved one's journey. How else do we find resolve? But it saddens me to see others try to put another on a guilt trip, because of it... which I have seen from time to time. We have enough to deal with, guilt is already part of our human nature, without someone piling on one more stone. One of the most powerful teachings I've ever learned, through a very nice gentleman that I met along the way, is this... that sickness and death and dying are not for the sick and dying... they are gonna die, after all... it's for the loved ones around them... and I've seen it over and over and over.. they are perfectly content with all they've learned in this lifetime... they aren't concerned about "change" even in all their totally unhappy state of mind... . but boy are those lessons up there for the rest, who will remain behind. In the end, the whole experience will end up being either a total back breaker... or a strength builder of unknown proportions. I don't really think there is a middle road, here. We just have realize there are places where we will never have control, in their behaviors ... and stop resisting the control that we can have in our own.
For me, it's laying down the I wish she loved me like she loves them thing ('cause it ain't happening)... and laying down the I know she'll really love me now, after all this, kind of idea ('cause it ain't happening either) ... and focusing on the I love her kinda thing... sometimes I feel like the devil that she sometimes acts like, and that I sometimes blame her for bringing out in me... lol... but I always love her and I know that she loves me.
P.S. Please " comment police", please don't dissect what I've shared, because it comes from within me, not another, and I've written this to share from my own heart, of my own experience, and is not meant, in any way, to reflect that anyone else should see or feel the way I do, or do as I do, about anything.
That said, you may wish to assume that you are not dealing with your parent or who you thought your parent was. It has nothing to do with your own behavior and should not eat cause guilt. It is what it is and it will progress, not improve.
My father is Narcissitic and has always been this way. I don't deal with it at all. I walk away every time. I simply won't play his games, don't take his threats seriously, and live my life. Am I cut out of the will? You betcha, and I am a much happier person because of my decision. Some people, be it friends, co-workers, neighbors, or parents, are just toxic. They are negative, ungrateful, game playing, manipulative human beings. And I don't allow myself to get sucked in. Do I care if they love me? Well, at my age....I really don't worry about it anymore. People who love you....really love you, will not be trying their very best to make you feel miserable. Of course, misery loves company....but I refuse to be in misery day after day after day. No one deserves to live this way. We all make choices in life.
Or is it really a relationship? There's no give-and-take. Only take! However, I've found it doesn't need to be so painful if we just LET IT BE -- the person and the acting out. That is, leave the drama alone. Don't judge it and don't get sucked in. S/he is addicted to behaving that way and nothing we say or do will change that.
Based on my own experiences, I would say that the pain we feel in dealing with such people is caused by (1) taking the behaviors personally and (2) resisting the person being exactly as they are. Think about it. What if their behavior had nothing to do with us? What if we made it okay in our own minds that they behave however they do?
Recently I had a breakthrough in this area, related to my feeling distressed that mealtimes were such a strain because of things not going the way I thought they should. Finally I was able to see that my own behavior fit the classic definition of insanity -- doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different result. Right? I just completely let go of my own desires and POOF, end of problem. It's fabulous.
Meanwhile, about the love, I suspect that you DO have the mother's love you crave but that your insistence on a certain type of expression of that love deprives you of feeling it. You may want to consider the possibility that love abides independently of a person's behavior.
Thank you for raising this issue and for those who've contributed ideas for dealing with it. I'm really grateful for this forum. God bless us every one.
Relationships are give and take, but most people want there parents to be there money bags for life. There money should be spent on them...
Has your mother always been self-absorbed. Some people get that way when they get older. Their vision of the world becomes more narrowed over the years until one day they can't see anyone outside themselves. They can dwell on each itch, each pain, each spot until it drives others around them crazy. And they can get so mad if you don't respond in the way they want you to, and sometimes even if you do.
The emotional detachment is the best way to go, but it is hard to pull off when there is a frontal assault going on. Often the best strategy is to say that something isn't true, or say to stop some behavior, then just walk away and go about your business. Still there will be the gnawing anger to deal with. I can't stand the gnawing anger. It feels awful and is so unhealthy. I try to look at the bad feelings like they are trying to teach me something about handling them. Sometimes that works. Other times not so good. :)
I can't speak for your mother, but I suspect that she does love you. She just doesn't love herself getting older.