Hello wise Mumsnetters,
I need to vent otherwise I might do something I'll later regret. Long story, always is....
My Mum is a functioning alcoholic, of course she doesn't see it that way, has noooo problems with drink whatsover .
She's been drinking for over 15 years I guess, seen her plenty legless and in disgusting states when I was younger but otherwise cannot fault her as she would dust herself off, go to work and would be there for us. So apart from drinking, we had a good childhood. Would have been easier if it wasn't so cause then I would have to love her and could cut her out of my life....
Anyhow, used to live in different country, went to see my parents as often as I could. Now (until Dec) live 4 hrs on train from them and try to see them as often as possible due to grandkids. We do lots together, usually get on great. There is no drinking in my house at all when they come over and after being drunk once in her hse when I came to visit, she doesn't as otherwise I would leave.
Cue yesterday. Friday I mentioned that my (step) dad wanted his dad to see the kids (hadn't ever seen them) and she replied that she wanted dropping off somewehere. She doesn't get on with Dad's side of family so I wasn't surprised. Come Sat, we had breakfast, she didn't, then we got ready to leave - she said she would do the washing. My shit-radar already sensed that something was wrong.
We came back, she drunk in bed. Stayed there all night thank god. I don't tend to violence but yesterday I was ready to kick her face in. I know this sounds harsh but her and alcohol makes me see red like nothing else.
Asked her this morning was this pathetic thing is all about: everything is fine. No problems, she doesn't want to talk about it, I should leave her alone, if I want I can leave (she actually really adores her grandkids so very strange to hear).
Dad asked her what is wrong. Answer: she doesn't belong to his family, nor to this one, no one asked her if she wanted breakfast yesterday, blah blah. I didn't get special invitation from Dad for brekkie either, we all made it, there was a plate for everyone, she wanted red carpet.
Anyway, could continue but could write for England so better stop somewhere.
Question is, when do you stop catering for someone's crazy emotional demands? We never ever treat her like she doesn't belong, I do more with her and the kids than Dad as he works longer.
I'm just sick to my teeth in her effing self-wallowing pitty state and want to slap some sense into her. I cannot tell her every 5 mins she is the greatest and 'invite' her for things that are normal, like brekkie. She has serious control issues, aaarrggghhhh.
She is currently also seeing a doc for high blood pressure, doing lots of tests. Told me proudly that thryroid is ok, and this and that, well what about your fucking liver?
I'm sick of her not taking more care of herself (had cancer twice, smokes 40/day).
I don't want to take the kids from her but if it wasn't for Dad and sister I would have gone back to her. Sister is not close to her, she doesn't get on with Dad and I'm scared that if I pull away from her it will push her over the edge.
So, how supportive can one be? Should I be more understanding in her plight (whole world is against her) or do I need to let go? Basically, where do you draw the line from being supportive and understanding mental illness to not playing stupid games?
Sorry if I have bored you all to death. Please impose some wisdom onto me. And no, she would not go to AA, we tried.