Again, Wow! Your story is literally my story!! It feels so good to know it really isn’t just me!
My mum has been the centre of everyone’s attention since she was 14 and diagnosed with Bipolar (she’s now 67). Everyone rallied round her, mum Nan and grandad and my aunt and uncle (her sister). If she was in a manic episode, she would have me on night buses at 3am and I just remember being here there and everywhere with her. My brother wasn’t with us for some reason, can’t even remember or think where he would have been! Then when she was in a depressed state, my aunt and uncle would take us away to their house where we would stay for weeks/months until she was better, and she would stay with my Nan and grandad and they would look after her.
So we were shielded from it as children which I am so grateful for as despite everything we’re going through now, I don’t have a huge amount of childhood trauma from it. Then I reached an age where she deemed me old enough to handle her crap and her anger and frustrations were then turned to me and the medalling in my life began. It was never directed at my brother, plus he was older and out all the time.
Over the years there have been many fall outs with her and us resulting in long periods of not speaking (longest stretch was 4 years). When I got the call from my aunt who lives next door to her and also wasn’t speaking to her at the time, to say the ambulance was there and she’d had a major stroke, we weren’t speaking.
I forgot everything and was there for her day and night for almost a year now. My brother has not had to take on anything. His life hasn’t changed where mine has quite literally been turned upside down. He is the golden boy. He can go 3 months without seeing her but that’s fine, she tells me ‘oh he’s so busy, I can’t ask him to do anything’. Ok what about me then mum, is my life not busy or does that not even matter to you??? 🤦🏼♀️
Everything has come second to her, including my two children (13 and 11) and I’ve decided last night enough is enough.
yesterday I took my kids to a theme park for Halloween and for some reason she decided to show her true self to my brother and his wife instead of me that day. By the time I got back I had phone calls and messages from both of them up in arms over her behaviour during the day (via telephone as she’s in the care home bear in mind) and how crazy she is.
I WAS ECSTATIC!! Finally, they got the tiniest of snippets of what I deal with on a daily basis! I’ve been telling them over these last 10 months how bad it is, how I’m struggling with her and need help but they’ve either not believed me or have just not wanted to get involved. I’m am so God damned thankful for yesterday! They now believe me and agree what a living nightmare she is!
last night I had a heart to heart with my youngest who has just started secondary school and he’s really struggling with the work. His little chin was wobbling when he said ‘I know you’re busy with nanny, that’s why I don’t ask you for help’.
That was the turning point for me. No more. My kids must come first.
Cannot tell you how good it feels to get stuff off of my chest to somebody who understands, thank you ☺️