Hi all, some might remember me from a couple of years back when I posted a bit re the difficulties of caring for my elderly parents (who share a home with me and DH) largely due to my mum's difficult personality. Sorry I didn't keep in touch but I really appreciated the support I received at the time. My dad sadly passed in Aug 2019 and I've not really been online as much since then.
I'm now my mum's registered carer, she has some physical mobility problems and I personally feel she's depressed, but she keeps vehemently denying this. She was assessed recently for dementia and judged to have only mild cognitive impairment, I'm not so sure myself as she's capable of some staggering feats of forgetfulness (or possibly just lies) sometimes, but that's another story.
The problem on top of all this is that she's utterly self-centred. I know that's a terrible thing to say, but it's true. She has been all her life. I strongly believe she's a narcissist. My dad was a born nurturer and between them they cultivated this unhealthy (imho) dynamic whereby my dad did everything for her and she let him. (I'm talking about when she was perfectly fit and healthy here.) Growing up I was rarely nurtured by her, my dad did most of that. Now he's gone, she does some things for herself, and I've offered to take care of the rest many times if she needs me to, she keeps refusing claiming she can manage, but the reality is different.
She gets up, washes and dresses, gets her own breakfast and takes care of her laundry. And watches TV the rest of the time. By her own choice she occasionally hoovers, claims to dust but doesn't as far as I can tell. Same goes for cleaning the bathroom. TBH I don't expect her to do more, that's not the issue. She's almost 81. The issue is her refusal to let me help/lying that she is on top of things and her steadfastly maintaining that things are fine when they're not.
It's all kicked off today because a plumber's coming to fix her toilet and it's filthy, as is the rest of the bathroom, as are her rooms generally. There's been a battle for some time now as she won't let me clean or tidy her rooms even though her bedroom/bathroom are filthy and very untidy. She keeps maintaining that she wants to keep hold of responsibility for cleaning the 3 rooms she rents from us as she feels it's important to retain some mobility, and on principle I absolutely agree, but either her standards have plummeted, or her vision's deteriorating and she can't actually see how dirty it all is. (She maintains her eyesight's fine, just like she maintains she isn't depressed.)
She was asked last night if she felt up to cleaning that toilet, as I wanted to do it for her if not; it's me the filthy toilet's going to reflect on, not her, as it was me who organised the plumber. She emphatically agreed and said she'd do it. She has a disability seat on the top of the normal toilet; it, plus the inside of the toilet, are spattered with shit and have been for ages. (In hindsight I know I've been too soft on her, letting it go on that long, but I didn't want to upset her so I've just gone along with the fiction that she's on top of her cleaning.)
Plumber due in a few hours. She's dusted the top of the cistern and that's it. Claims 'I was going to...' but tbh I'm sick of hearing this. Some of the time it's true, but half the time I honestly believe she leaves things so that other people will get fed up and do them themselves.(Taking her turn with the washing-up is one of those things, though she claims to be physically up to doing them - typically they don't get done until the next day, by which time the dirty stuff is a problem for the next meal.)
It's like doublethink; she keeps claiming none of it's dirty, I can see with my own two eyes that it's beyond dirty. (This doublethink has been a feature of my relationship with her all my life, and has a lot to do with my chronic low self-esteem due to a lifetime of being gaslighted, but that's another story.) I lost it and shouted at her just now after she shouted at me for saying the bathroom was filthy.
I do feel bad about that, but right now I feel like I've had it with her. I do my best around here, but I have a full-time job, suffer from chronic fatigue and depression, have my own chores to do (at least until I can get a cleaner in, which I'm currently trying to arrange although my mum has flatly refused to have her own rooms cleaned by a 'stranger') and frankly there's only so much I'm able to cope with.
She seems to forget all the times before this move when she would sit and cry about not wanting to go into a home and all the promises that she and my dad wouldn't take me for granted or treat me like a servant if we did this. All those promises have been broken a thousand times over. Last year I was dragged back from my holidays with DH twice (in the summer when lockdown was lifted slightly) simply because she didn't want to be on her own, then not thanked for it. She treats me like a housekeeper, not a daughter, but is always ready with the indignation and the passive-aggressive tears when I point this out.
But of course now I'm wrapped up in FOG regardless and mired in guilt because I shouted at her/upset her. sigh I do realise she's grieving, but I am too and she makes my life hell at times. And the worst thing is, when things come to a head like this, she just ignores me like I'm a child having a temper tantrum and acts all arrogant like she's the one in the right and I'm the child throwing a paddy, 'bringincrazyback's playing up, ignore her', that kind of thing. (I'm 53 btw.)
Not really expecting anyone to advise, just needed to get this out. Sorry it's so long.