I posted on here back in January about my 84 year old Mum who had broken her shoulder and was staying with me. She was not the world's best mother as she was an alcoholic for all of my life and not a nice drunk. Even sober she was unreasonable and 'eccentric' and not very supportive. She has not looked after herself for years and her house had become a dirty rundown hovel.
20 years ago she sold up in the South and bought a smallholding Wales to get away from people (including her family), and this is where she has been ever since with sporadic contact. Distance did help and we had a reasonable relationship as long as she hadn't been drinking.
When she stayed with me in January she was not drinking (been to AA) and she said she was scared and lonely living on her own, so (being a soft hearted idiot) my partner and I said we would move in with her. The minute we got there she started throwing her weight around. In the gap between her going home and us moving she had started drinking again. But this only last three weeks until she had a stroke and was admitted to hospital. The appears that her long term alcohol abuse may also have given her a condition called Korsakoff Syndrome which also presents dementia/stroke like symptoms. Two weeks ago she moved to a care home as she was deemed not to have mental capacity and the medical staff said her house was not suitable due to where it is and the state of it. I have now made my home in her house (which she signed over to me) as she thought she would dodge taxes. But it will take months to make it anywhere near decent, as it has no proper kitchen, no bathroom, she had ripped out all the central heating, ripped down all suspended ceilings so the wiring is all exposed, taken up all the floor coverings so it is just bare concrete and not cleaned anywhere for 20 years.
So to come to my problem. I don't want to visit her. Simply I don't like her. But I feel guilty about not going. I have been there once to drop off some clothes since the day she moved in, but every time I tell myself I am going again I chicken out! I actually have an anxiety attack about it, shaking, tearful and feel physically ill.
I made sure that I chose the best care home where I thought she would have a chance of being happy, with people to talk to and a nice room and lovely staff. But I spend most of the time feeling guilty and the rest feeling resentful and she bought it on herself and yet again left me feeling bad.
Rant finished. I don't mind if no one has any replies. I actually feel better just of writing it down. But thank you.