I would really appreciate some mumsnet wisdom on this one as I'm at my wit's end. This is going to be a long message but thanks in advance to anyone who sticks with it
My mum and I have always enjoyed a pretty good relationship - we're not the 'best mates' type of mother and daughter and we've been known to argue! - but I love her to bits and we've always been close. However, over the last few months our relationship has really deteriorated, mainly because she is ill and I am finding it really hard to deal with. I feel awful about it but I just can't seem to treat her with the love and compassion she needs and it's really driving us apart.
Two years ago she was diagnosed with an obsessive-compulsive type disorder, where (amongst other things) she had the numbers '1,2,3,4' going round and round in her head non-stop. This coupled with a deep depression and severe anxiety problems means she has been in a very bad way for a long time now. She has seen numerous psychiatrists, psychoogists, doctors, therapists - you name it, we've tried it. She's had cognitive therapy, has been on a bewildering variety of drugs and has also been admitted as a psychiatric inpatient - all to absolutely no avail. Unsurprisingly, she feels she's never going to get better - in fact things are getting worse. She feels desperate and suicidal and doesn't want to wake up in the morning. All of this I can understand, rationally, and there's nothing, absolutely nothing that I wouldn't do to help her if I could.
The trouble is that she's now got to the stage of desperation where she doesn't believe that she can be helped, and consequently is basically refusing point-blank to engage with any therapy. She says it's all pointless. A second opinion from a very trusted therapist (who helped her 10 years ago when she had a similar problem) says that she doesn't in fact have OCD and that she is a bit of an unusual case. She has interpreted this to mean that she is beyond help and should be locked up. She constantly says that suicide is her only remaining option rather than go on like this. She spends every day sitting in the house chainsmoking and crying, asking me or my dad to help her but then refusing any help when we try, telling us we don't know what we're talking about, we have no idea what she's going through, etc etc etc. She will go and see her therapist and nod and smile in all the right places and give the impression of being, basically, fully 'in charge' and quite capable and rational - then she will come home and all hell will break loose - I have seen her run around the house screaming and begging to be locked up, and then halfway down the road in the car to the hospital change her mind and say she's fine and wants to get back home and cook dinner.
And the worst thing is that I am just getting angrier and angrier about all this. It makes me furious that she is refusing professional help, and yet is quite willing to let me deal with her daily talk about killing herself. I am losing my temper with her more and more because, whilst I know she is ill and depressed and scared, she will not lift a finger to help herself, even though she can plainly see what it is doing to the rest of her family.
I know how awful this sounds and I know that I should probably just put my arms around her and give her a hug when she starts (and of course sometimes I do!) but I can't take much more of this misery. It is tearing my family apart and her absolute refusal to take seriously any help she is offered is beginning to look more like plain selfishness than anything else. Please don't judge me - I would sacrifice pretty much anything to get my mum better but my life is being destroyed by this illness too. I have a failing marriage and 9-month-old ds to deal with, no home of my own (we live with mum and dad at the moment), no job and no money - I don't know if I have the strength to support everything... I want to be there for my mum so much but how can I help someone who doesn't seem to want help?? Should I step right back and basically wash my hands of it all? I don't want to and don't even know if I could (especially as we live in the same house) but I don't know that I can stand another day of tears and screaming and being told I have to help her and then being told I don't know what I'm talking about and that no-one can help her....???
God, sorry this is such a waffle. I needed to get it off my chest more than anything else. Any words appreciated...