I haven't been on here for years, but am facing an imminent "now or never" moment, and could do with some perspectives.
I've been living out of the UK for 20 years, in part to keep my mother at a distance.
The last time I visited, 5 years ago, she was clearly getting a little demented and the filters were disintegrating. As a result she was awful 24/7, and losing the ability to control everyone, which I think added to the rage. I decided to go no contact, and haven't spoken to her since but have been an ear for my sibling who had never experienced this side of her before and has been the main whipping boy since then.
When I go back to the UK I'll see my brother, but not her, obviously. However, in talking to my psychologist, I said that I was really struggling with the idea that this would be my last opportunity to see her, if I wanted to. I am very clear that in general I think it wouldn't make sense, but I also know that the Hollywood effect means that at some level I feel it would be gracious and humane to make a short visit, but I'm a realist, and know that some kind of death bed resolution just isn't going to happen.
She's had a lot of falls, the dementia is def worse now (as in bad enough that she was sent for a scan and got a diagnosis from a neurologist), her eyesight is rapidly declining, and she keeps having a lot of falls.
She's just moved into a very fancy nursing home because they worked their way through all the agencies who could help with home stuff, and they all ended up declining to work with her. The last one actually asked if anyone had ever mentioned personality disorders.
My psychologist, who has known me for almost 20 years, said that, given what she knows of me, she thinks it would be a good idea for me to have a very short, structured visit. I value her opinion, obviously, and I can see why she would say that. I feel sorry for my mother in that, for anyone dealing with blindess, dementia, loss of control, I'd feel some compassion.
On the other hand, she's only just stopped making my brother's life hell about me abandoning her, and it took a really long time, after going nc, to really feel some peace about it all.
As is obvious, I still have a certain amount of therapy to deal with it all most years.
So, any words of wisdom? Especially from those who've had this conundrum?
I always hoped that she would go at a point where I wouldn't have to actively make a decision, but as I'm now visiting, and staying with my brother near where she is, it's become a real thing for me to churn over. I honestly can't an obvious answer either way, which is unlike me!