Today was a repeat performance after being at the doctor. She is SO ultra sensitive. All I did was tell her psychiatrist she is having memory problems...after she asked me, of course, and that she is depressed because she's in pain. I must of said some really mean mean things because did she ever dish out abuse today.
I know i'm not supposed to take anything she says personally BUT, am I supposed to take her abuse? She made me feel like the abuser....she accused me of what SHE was doing....She is SO paranoid...she twists everything I say to fit her idea that the doc and I were 'ganging up on her'.
I plan to look for a job. I can't take her S**T anymore, no matter how much I can try to forgive her or try to not take it personally...it HURTS LIKE HELL....my therapist keeps telling me it's not about me, it's all about her....but it's hard sometimes to believe it. :*(((
guess who's the one that is ending up taking care of her....the evil child.
The first 2 weeks were doable. They were in fact very nice. But as his health improved, he became more and more abusive - the father I remember from my youth. He constantly insulted my husband and tried to get me to agree. He accused us of so many things and was so nasty that we set up for his immediate transfer back to Pittsburgh.
He does not want our help and has made that clear. He is suffering from very early stages of dementia, but still has faculties enough to change his insurance, his address and to knowingly drive without a license - his license was taken away by his doctor. When he was here, we did not allow him to drive. But in Pittsburgh, he has consciously made a decision to break the law.
I find that, while I love my dad, I am not willing to allow him to run roughshod through my life. I will always be there as I am needed, but I can never allow him to live in my home again.
The one huge tool we have over narcissists is that they crave attention. I have found the most effective tool for dealing with him is simply get up and leave the room. He cant act out without an audience. I dont say anything i just get up and leave. Depending on the day, I can leave the house and when I get back he is contrite and calmer. I feel better for being away from his constant complaining and paranoia, and he is relieved because he has an audience back. Then later I hear him up in his room practicing telling me to get out, but he never gives me the speech.
He is still superb at turning his bad behavior around and making me the bad guy. Example: he has moderate hearing loss-- thei audiologist said he can hear if he concentrates, (he lost both of the hearing aids i bought for him -- he wouldnt pay the$3000 himself) but he uses his hearing to pick fights. He hears what he really wants to hear. He'll say something to me and when I answer he always replies 'what?'. I repeat it louder, slower and more clearly, and he always says 'what' again. Ill repeat it again still louder, then he gets angry and starts yelling at me to stop shouting. Then he runs out and tells the neighbors that I always shout at him. This happens with every interaction. End result of game: he is the victim and he has someone to complain about and get sympathy from neighbors. I've learned to just get up and leave after the first "what?" to stop the "game". If he wants me to respond, he has to pay attention the first time I answer. The strategy has worked and that game has decreases in frequency. He comes up with others tho. It usually takes me three or four rounds to figure out what to do to nip it; it is absolutely emotionally exhausting.
I went through the paranoia and "everyone ganging up on him" phase too. That was somewhat reduced when a neurologist (he wouldn't go to a psychiatrist because he wasn't crazy) prescribed the minimum dose of quetiapine which is an anti-psychotic. It reduced the abusive language somewhat, and makes him sleep more which gives me a bit of quiet. He still insists people are coming in and stealing his things.
I can't deal with this any longer. The only solution now is a home where he's just another sick old man, instead of the father I will never have.
I spent several years helping with my parents issues while my father was ill.
Now, my mom is going to come live with us for several months until I can get her into an assisted living facility. If she can accept my help and is willing to be civil with me, then maybe she will live with us a little bit longer than that. The one thing I will not tolerate is being abused as an adult. That is one thing I will not accept.
None of us should have to deal with that. I will walk away knowing I did my best with all of them.
I'm a very caring person and help others as much as I can. I certainly did not inherit that trait from my parents. I feel I developed it in spite of them.
Take care of yourself and stand up for yourself. If it gets too tough for you, walk away, take some deep breaths.
I absolutely agree with your advice to agree with her verbal abuse. Not to accept it, but to go along with it without getting upset. When she says you're rotten, and you agree that you're rotten, how much fun is that for her? Not much.
Also, after your mother sent you to your death, she would be looking for sympathy because her child had died.
Smitty, maybe you can't get totally away from your mother just yet, but you can walk out of the room. Over and over again. She may or may not get the message, but you can start removing yourself from the abuse every time, and I hope that will help.
My problem is that my mother, who has early stage dementia is coming to live with us in two weeks time. I’m looking at it as a short term thing. I’ve been looking into assisted living facilities that have memory care. I don’t think I can handle any abuse from her. It looks like she isn’t going to qualify for Medicaid for another 7 months. I just have to hold out for that long.
Smitty, I feel for you. I know how it is. For you to have to take care of her shows how big of a heart that you have. I always thought that if I took care of my parents (my father was ill for four years) and now my mom has dementia, that they would finally appreciate me and show me love. Never worked with my dad. I doubt if it will with my mom.
Do what you can and take time for yourself. Distance is a good solution, if you can get some. Big Hugs.
God, I'm so passionate about this kind of thing...I have everyone's back that deals with these types. I get every word people say, and why.
And I agree, Fitz. Distance is the key...lots and lots of distance. For sanity's sake.
Manipulation and verbal abuse are also horrific, but in a different way.
May God give us all peace.
Smitty, for your own mental health and your own character, you must put physical and emotional distance between you and your mother. No matter what the financial costs, the spiritual costs will be greater. Think of the financial costs as ransom -- the ransom for your life.
I feel differently now that alz took that beast out of her. But when she was younger and I was? There were countless times I wished her to just drop dead. And in those moments of absolute loathing, where I felt such burning, intense rage at the absolute injustice of being her whipping post, her literal punching bag whenever she needed to release her demons, I would have spit on her where she fell, and wouldn't have felt one iota of guilt about it.
When I was 17 she grabbed one of my dad's thick leather belts and hit me across the face with it as hard as she could. I told her to hit me again. And she did. She went nuts. She was beating the living hell out of me with that thing, all over my body, including my face, and I just kept telling her to hit me again...and again...and again...I just kept saying it. The more I said it, the harder she hit. She wanted to break me. She couldn't. She was out of breath when it was over. I felt nothing but the utmost contempt for this sick, out of control bitch. You think in that moment I cared about her death? I longed for it. Yeah, God got it, and he's always been there with me though it. That's why I'm not an abuser, that's why I broke the cycle. I've never hit my kids in anger... I don't blame anyone in a position similar to mine when they wish their tormentor would just freaking DIE already. I understand.
Yes, cultivating benign detachment is a great growth opportunity. And still it's demeaning to be the target of abuse from a person who knows exactly which buttons to push to make the attack as personal as possible.
I've stayed with Mom for 10 years now. She's 95, has dementia and remains as cunning and mean as ever. I feel loving compassion for her and of course at times don't like her much. Her agitated aggressiveness and compulsive behaviors finally reached the point that I turned to her doctor for relief and she recently started on Seroquel and Namenda. Both are helping.
As for the rest, I'm grateful to have a spiritual teacher and a mantra to help me remember who I am, what I'm doing here and what truly matters. This path isn't for everyone, however something any person can do is to think of a phrase or a song to repeat – something that helps to shift your focus away from the whacko and onto the inner peace which is yours to tap at all times. Amen and blessings to you in this process.
When Alz took her personality, it took the demon in her with it, too. Thank God for small favors. Suddenly, she was no longer my tormentor, my abuser. She was simply a sad, old, frail human being that had nobody that gave a shit...except me. I felt the utmost pity for such a sad wreck of a human being. I did my best for her, because I could no more leave my mom in the cold to suffer alone than I could a starving puppy I found in the street.
Lose the hate. Forgive your mom, and she does need forgiveness. Forgive her for having a mental illness that turns people into monsters. She is a monster. My mom was a monster. Forgive her for it, be sad for her, and you, because of it, but don't hate anymore. You are not your mother. You are not defined by ugly words, you don't have to accept or own them... Let your MOM own those words, let them roll right off of you. People have to stop trying for something they can never, ever have with a narcissist. Love, warmth, acceptance from these people will never be yours. They will grind you to dust with their endless demands and feelings of entitlement, using emotions as a weapon to get what they desire out of the people around them...don't buy it. Narcissists are full of nothing but the fantasies in their own minds and lies. If you begin to accept and realize that, and know it for the FACT it really is, disengaging from them suddenly becomes a whole lot easier...
If someone demanded that you climb Everest and you knew you were in no way, shape or form, capable of doing so, that seems rather unreasonable doesn't it? An impossible demand. Would you do it anyway if that person insisted that you do it, dogged you to do it, insisted that climbing that mountain for them was the only way they'd EVER be happy and pleased? Would you climb everest at the risk to your own life, for no other reason than to please the person demanding it? No? Then why ever give in to a narcissists unreasonable demands and own them? You might as well be climbing everest trying to satisfy them.
Like I said, a narcissist will show you just a little glimmer of humanity, just a tiny, fleeting feeling of 'goodness' now and then...and it's all just a lie. It's no more than another mind game to keep you right there with them, to feel sorry for them, to pity them, so you'll keep on keepin' on when they pile on the guilt and demands. Just another narcissistic strategy. No, you can't trust them. Glad you figured that out. Nice in a narcissist is just another head game to get you into their clutches. Anytime my mom was 'nice', I wondered what the hell she wanted from me now... And sure enough it was always something... Let me tell her 'no', or that I couldn't do something on command...and the beast was back, spewing verbal abuse, or trying to assault me somehow... Yeah. Don't buy into the narcissistic lie. See it for what it is, and stay away from these toxic people as much as possible.. You can help your mom, but that doesn't mean you owe her every single breath you take... and if it means war to get some distance, then war it is. A narcissist will stop at nothing to keep you attached to them through manipulation, guilt, verbal abuse, you name it, it's all in their arsenal and they will fight like hell to keep their punching bags right next to them, where it's convenient.. Don't sweat it. Walk anyway, and let them shriek at the walls...
I just bought a book on adult daughters of Narcissistic moms by McBride. I will no doubt devour it!!l LOL.
I am an only child and so many times wish I had siblings to say, 'yes, I know she's nuts, she did that to me too." But thank you for filling that role!
Several times in the past 2 weeks, I've wished she would just die already. I need a reason for this to be over....I plan on finding a job with an agency working for relatively NORMAL old people. LOL.
I'm truly grateful for the support on here, knowing we're not alone....
God bless.
Just start agreeing with everything she says. Seriously. Yes, I'm lousy. Yes, this house is filthy. No, I don't do squat around here, and I'm not worth a damn. And on and on and on.... I mean, whatever. I know better. You know better. And that's really all you need to know to break the chains from your tormentor. And these types will show you just a little, teeny crumb of humanity once and awhile...just enough, just that tiny bit...to keep you right where your at though manipulation of your emotions. You want to do well for this suddenly 'nice' woman all of a sudden, you have that little spark of hope...it's a lie. Narcissists don't change. Ever. They take all that misery with them to the grave. You will never have what you need around these types of blood suckers. It's rough to acknowledge that, it hurts like hell, but there it is. Your mom would throw you to the wolves if it suited her without batting an eye, that's how much regard a narcissist has for others. Sad, but true... Accept what you can't ever change no matter how hard you try, no matter what you do, no matter if you bleed yourself dry in the doing and giving... and move on... Don't accept what isn't yours to bear. Don't accept abuse as your due, illness or no illness. That's another lie. If it becomes too much, walk away and don't look back. Let someone else deal with your mother. Like a nice facility.