Posted here before but further developments make me come back. My 86 DM lives on her own and manages very well. We live countries apart. I am trying to sort out my life after long, painful and expensive divorce here. I started a new career mid 40s, trying to build my pension and life back on track, new relationship but a lot of struggles come with it and I do not know nor can plan what future holds for me. I am not in a good place myself.
My DM has been in dispair for over a month now over her floding and new neighbours and I know that she ideally would like me to leave my life in the UK and go back where she is and sort her life out. I wrote about this. I can not do it as at 46 it would destroy me. I have been in the UK for over 2o years and I can not even imagine how I could now just leave and uproot into the unknown where I am here and trying slowly to get my life and identity back after my traumas.
I feel sorry for my DM and her struggles and she cries to me each time we speak on the phone and I just do not know what to say. She seems to dump the problem on me and cry as if I am now suppose to solve it. She already told me she will be selling and moving and buying but I know she will fail at the first hurdle as the online world and fast paced transactions etc is not for her. She would then run to me again to help her resolve the problem she created and from afar it would be impossible. I can feel how everything around her is becoming overly dramatci to almost force me to come back. Yet 30 years ago when there was time to put relationships in place, maintain certain situations such that today I would be nearby with my own family and be of aid, there were constant conflicts in the family.
I do want to help her but I have that strong feeling inside me that it is really going to ruin me. Just when I am trying to build my life back she is expecting me to look after her. She tells me she can not cope, she has to eat her lunch on her own, everything is doom and gloom. She does not think that for her entire life she had a husband with whom she had a good life. They both had good jobs, great travels, friends, me as their child etc and naturally now at 86 yes people eat their lunch on their own. I am 46 I have no career, no husband, no children, no home of my own, no love, no future, just a race to grab whatever I can before I am too old. My life at 86 will not be as charmed as her and I will not have a child to call to cry to.
I feel like I am entering a guilt trip here and it really affects me because my therapist says to me how I never put myself first. Just when I started (and therapy is expensive) getting into grips with everything and putting myself first I get these 'I can not cope anymore' calls daily. Yet I know that if I went there and was of service on demand it would be all about bossing me around. I admit I am terrible in seting boundaries and looking after myself. Please be gentle. How do I get out of this guilt trap?