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I was the problem child. After many years of my mom and I getting along okay, I think she might be reverting to thinking of me as the problem child (the dementia seems to be lowering some barriers). My older brother was always the golden child, and he remains so to Mom. I usually visit Mom with my sister, who appreciates my company. I visited Mom by myself on the weekend, and she either didn't recognize me and was scared by the appearance of a "stranger" or did and thought, "cool, I can show my true feelings about you, problem child daughter."

I never visited my mother alone. The one time I did, she was horrible. Told me a story about my father she'd been bursting at the seams to tell me for years, apparently, but she'd had filters in place before the dementia set in. She was trying to pit me against a dead man and make me hate him.

My husband was furious. I never went back to see her alone again because she always managed to remain more civilized when someone else was present. I was an only child who never lived up to her expectations, so.....when she was cruel and ugly I never knew if it was her true feelings coming out or the dementia talking. In the end, it doesn't matter. I was disappointed in her as a mother too.

Don't go see mother alone. It's not worth the potential heartache.
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You can't know the correct answer so why spend any time circling the drain on this issue? I know it feels awful but there's never going to be discussion or healing unless you choose to move on. We can't choose our relatives but we can choose how much or little we interact with them. I'm sorry for how your relationship is with her. Forgive her and go on living a spiritually healthy and peaceful life.

P.S. My eldest was such a problem that we signed over guardianship of him to the director of a behavioral ranch program for 5 months when he was 15. It was a long 15+ years with him but he righted himself and now is a good man, partner, employer and son. However, his guilt of those years are just below his surface and it pains me and his Dad because we are very careful to never look back or dwell on them. I pray I never revert to remembering those times in our relationship. Dementia makes the sufferer say all sorts of awful and often untrue things. Choose to believe it's not real feelings so that the rest of your time together can be as good as it gets.
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Thank you for the responses. I have adjusted to my status as not-the-favorite child (I had the lightbulb moment when I was 17; now I'm 64). However, it was rough when I was visiting Mom by myself and she accused me of trying to hurt her. She asked me to feed her, I fed her a few bites successfully, and on the third or fourth she looked alarmed and said, "Why are you pushing down on my lip?" I know that this was dementia speaking (she had forgotten what a fork approaching her mouth signified), but it hurt nonetheless.
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Rose, I wouldn't dwell on that issue with you feeding mom at all. I'm sure she was scared, that's all. As far as the males go, our mother's generation worshipped men. Period. Men were "better" than women, that's how they were taught, so males in the family were always "golden". My mother worshipped my son and her nephew, neither which did a damn thing for her 😑
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Thank you, lealonnie1.
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