Many of us, myself included, come from a dysfunctional family which adds a lot of weight to the challenges of caregiving. I have read stores on various threads on other topics and decided it would be good to have a thread just for this topic for people to share, vent and discuss.
The idea for this thread originated on the thread named "The Caregiver....How are YOU doing today?"
Emjo, glad to see you back...I have so enjoyed your postings on Jam's thread about how we caregivers are feeling today. And I finally have a name for my mother's behavior all the years I was growing up and beyond. I had been married for over 20 years (during which time I had not lived closer than 300 miles, often much further)when with the help of a 12-step recovery program and a good counselor I finally realized I was NOT at fault when she was displeased with what was happening around her and it was NOT my responsibility to make things better for her. My attitude and life in general became more positive after that! Not all issues have been resolved 20+ years more and 2 years after her passing, maybe never will be, but I can live with that.
Hugs and prayers for all those who are involved in the exhausting quagmire of 24/7 care of loved ones. This site and especially some of the threads can supply information and a place to vent. Relief!
I just signed up for a "Hope for the Heart" seminar in June on dealing with Dysfunctional Families. I think just me and my friends will end up filling the room. :)
If exhaustion from dealing with the family member's needs don't consume you, then there are the emotional issues that will drown you if you let them. I hope to have these things untangled before my mom is gone.
Cmagnum, a few months ago I got to see the play "Screwtape Letters" (one of my favorite books). The lead actor had memorized the entire book - it was amazing. We loved the play. So much truth packed in so few pages.
Tdennard, my heart goes out to you. You sound so tired. And it is so hard to get perspective that will lead to solutions when you're exhausted. There is much wise counsel on this site.
I've got some ideas and some questions. It would help us if you filled in your profile with more details like information about the other two disabled relatives. What are their ages and health challenges?
Does your mother and the other two relatives whom I assume live in the same house have any means to help pay for some daytime care? Or would it be possible for you and your sister to contribute to some day time care? If so, then it would be possible for you and your sister to alternate nights as well as the weekends.
What kinds of ideas have you and your husband discussed as possibilities? What ideas has your sister and her husband talked about to deal with this? Sounds like the only way for all four of ya'll to talk at one time for a family meeting would be a conference telephone call which maybe you have already done.
Your mother sounds like she would be readier for assisted living than for a nursing home. Between you and your sister who has Durable and Medical POA for your mother? Who has these POAs of the other two relatives?
It sounds like the candle is being burnt at each end and are not far from meeting in the middle which will be burnout.
I wish that I had more ideas than this and I'm sure others on this thread will have more input for you.
Please keep in touch to see what others will have to suggest and to let us how you are doing.
Hopeful
jo
Sometimes, we think God has abandoned us because of being hurt so much by harmful people to the point that bitterness begins to take root in our hearts. The arrows of those experiences become the means by which we are tempted to think that God has turned his back on us because of so much tragedy in our lives. However, in the NT we are told that Jesus fully identified himself with our human experience and is our compassionate savior to help us in our time of need. In such times when others have hurt us a lot it is difficult to be angry yet not sin, but that is where prayer and forgiveness comes in. In such a situation forgiveness does not mean forgetting the experiences as if they never took place (which is not possible nor healthy), but it means to take the person off of your hook and put them on God's hook which means leaving vengeance in the hands of God.
Barnacles are like the tragedies of life.
On a wooden ship they destroy its life.
Those who run into them are diced.
Barnacles can shipwreck your or another’s life.
Ever hear that hurt people, hurt people too?
How can this not be true of me and you.
Difficult to do in the middle and after a painful crisis.
Refuse to feel the pain and anger of being diced.
End up numb and dumb just like ice.
To forever nurse the pain,
Leads to never being free to love again.
We cannot chose to be or not to be hurt by the barnacle like tragedies and people in life.
However, we can chose not to let those experiences make us like a barnacle in another’s life.
To be or not to be a barnacle is the question for tonight.
To feel hurt and anger, but sin not is a difficult fight.
However, it is the biblical way to a better day.
Yet holding on to it and nursing it digs a dark and dreary day.
People, we do this as if it will somehow accomplish something.
But honestly, that choice accomplishes nothing
Sometimes we feel like God has turned his back on us when we make the mistake of confusing the Christian life with the American dream or some unhealthy view of faith.
Path Through Tragic Pain
Based on the book Tragic Redemption by Hiram Johnson
God’s solution for crushing tragedy
is not an offer of a miraculous remedy.
God offers not a formula to eliminate or insulate,
Instead God calls us on the path to participate.
God’s grace transforming our places of humiliation,
such is the journey of tragic redemption.
Wise words, pure and true, meant as a healing too1,
used wrongly are just cruel.
‘What ifs’ only chain us to the past.
Blame games brings healing which does not last.
Naive expectations seek for faith to work like magic.
Yet, by faith we walk through the tragic.
Various addictions help excuse our real condition.
They block the way for helpful consolation.
Tragic pain easily becomes fused into a sick self-identification.
A calloused soul greatly needing tragic redemption.
Tragic feelings deep and real are not the center of the universe,
‘No one knows the trouble I’ve seen’ needs another verse.
Other’s tragedies might not be as bad.
While some are far worse than what we had.
Sucking others into our misery,
creates a path to further insanity.
Locked in by self centered rage,
like a wild animal in a cage.
Bitterness creates an illusion of security and control.
Yet, it will not make one whole.
Sometimes, when we feel that God has turned his back on us, it is because the pain in our lives drives us to ask the question why God allows suffering and evil in the world. It is the result of God taking the risk in giving people free will. We can suffer because of wrong choices that we make and we can suffer because of the wrong choices that others make which impact our life.
I hope what I've shared here is helpful.
austin - I am so glad you now know you are not alone and that you talked with your sis. There are lots of us here coping with dysfunctional families, narcissitic mums or dads, unhelpful and even toxic siblings. On top of that our parents are aging and have more needs than they had. Coming from dysfunctional families, we have our own "baggage" to deal with as well as current problems. It is a very heavy load and there are traps we fall into such as ending up with our own health issues as we have put the needs and sometimes the whims of others before looking after ourself.
I have learned this the hard way and will not put myself in that position again. My mother is narcissistic and has a personality disorder which made my life living h*ll at times. Dysfunctional families tend to have the "golden" child who can do no wrong, and the "black sheep/servant child (ren) who are expected to take all abuse and do the work. They manipulate through fear, obligation and guilt.(FOG).
The those of us from dysfunctional famillies tend to make marriages with the same problems - I did - and so it goes. It is so important to heal from the past even while caregiving in the present - important but very difficult.
burned - glad to see you here -you are such a fighter and have drawn some great boundaries. Hope you get relief for the migraines. Writing a letter to your mum is to get your feelings out - not to give it to her - just trash it afterwards
marj -so glad it worked out that you and sis started communicating and are in a better relationship now
wish that was always the case - my sis is more toxic than my mum, has dollar signs in her eyes ( my mother's description) and thinks nothing of blasting me and telling me she never wants to have anything more to do with me, then pretending it never happened and telling mother that I am in a funny mood again! So then I get it from mother. I refuse to play those games any more.
notlike -it still does hurt - I see such a difference between those who had "normal" upbringings who are able to deal with Alz in their parents and recognize that the disease has robbed them and changed their personality, as compared to those of us who have toxic families, are still dealing and hurting from the "poison of the past" and also have new challenges with parent's declining health.
jacs -what a challenging situation. Can you call the authorities where your mum is and ask them to look into her situation. It must be very worrying for you
elizabethgrace - detaching is difficult especially as you are facing problems ongoing, glad your bro is some help and you are getting some peace
soverytired -you are right - many of us are the family scapegoats and we need to shed the blame and guilt - it takes lots pfwork to do that I have found
jessiebelle -that is wonderful being able to let the anger go - even for a short while - high 5 to you. You must be healing from the past. I am getting closer to that as I detach and more and nore redognize that not only the aging problems,but the personality disorder and narcissism that has affected our family so much is a "disease" and maybe that the the best mother can do. Not that it means I have to throw myself under the oncoming train - I don't - and I need to protect myself from this disease as much as if she had a contagious bug. It is not an easy balance -
well that is my novel for now
hope everyone has a good day
love, hugs and prayers ♥♥♥
jo
Elizabeth-My sis lives hundred of miles away, too. My parents had been living with her for 11 years before my Mom got cancer, then my Dad, too. We moved them here to be closer to treatment, but we've also been trying to get Mom out of sis's house for years. My sis is very supportive and listens to me when I need to vent. Sounds like your brother. It really helps to have that relationship. i laughed at your Mom's quote. Mine's in "I have cancer and I can do what I want." Which makes my sister laugh because she's been doing what she wants and treating people like dirt for years. Aren't they funny sometimes? LOL
Soverytired-Kudos to what you wrote. People who are sick do complain, and loosing one's memory must be frustrating. But when there's years of issues and dysfunction, those "normal" things don't seem normal. They hurt. I love being able to vent on this site and know that the group will not see me as a bad caregiver because I get frustrated and lost sometimes.
Jessie-I think that as my Mom gets sicker, it may be easier for me. I will not be the whipping girl as much as a caregiver, hopefully. But my previous therapist said that Mom will probably throw food and mess the bed, especially if she can't talk anymore. She will find ways to express her anger. I hope she finds some peace before this is over, for her sake and mine.
Thanks to all for your support. Hope everyone has a good day.
Mom doesn't get fed and when she does, it's mostly fast food. She misses her doctor appointments and needs eye surgery but there is no one to take her to the doctor. I hear this and feel so helpless because she lives in Indiana and I live in Texas. I'm retired now, but don't have the finances available to me to fly up there each month to care for her. It is very frustrating because I know she needs someone to help her, but she refuses to take help from anyone that is not a family member because she doesn't trust anyone but family.
Here is the other half i never really discuss....when I was 17 and working at a bagel shop....i discover a lump on my boob...and it didn't go away by the time i quit that job and move on to better I still had it...I had my mother's word that she would take me to get a mammogram done etc etc. well I had this lump for nearly 5 yrs and no help...so I was still seeing my bf now husband at the time and I got real ugly with him broke it off to protect him in case I had breast cancer..well he came back around and I told him after apologizing for my crass behavior...He help arrange things and look after me I had the surgery to remove it...thank god it was a fibroid cyst and benign...Well I went off on my mom when she called where I was staying recuperating etc. I told her I am your daughter and you can never forgive me what happen in the past yet what if I actually had cancer...what was you gonna do ...do a dance on my grave...I can never forgive you for not being there for my support...I said If Sarah ( half sister) had it you would be all over it but no...I am the one that doesn't mattera n you expect to come back home to a house where there is no love for me and heal...You had ur chance and blew it...even God would frown in consternation wondering why you couldn't be there for your child...I just let it out...I couldn't handle it and now they are both christians...she has diabetes and won't even look over her mom's care but rather her dad's care which i think is unfair...I did make an a point to apologize to my mother and did tell her I forgive her that same day but I can't let go of the fact that she won't heal her relationship with her own mother and my grandpa who is still in remission is recovering from small bit of cancer himself...I just wish families were better than they are now back in the old days everyone back to the horse n drawn buggy days help each other and sometimes lived in one house cuz running a farm so much work...we have let selfishness and pride get in the way...being a caregiver brings you back to the basics of what human compassion is and kindness...at least I know if no one else is here for my husband...I am no matter the dysfunction and trying to raise 2 youngsters on my own...I am grateful for the humbling lessons I have learned and still continue to grow from...yeah sometimes I may get bent out of shape but if I had my druthers I would do anything that I can possibly can but the hand I have been dealt has made me into a neglectful aunt and a bitch to some....too much of free thinker and I have learned long ago to detach myself to the point...I just care about my world ,, my family and the need to survive and if some one doesn't like it ...then the shoe needs to be on the other foot as the expression goes...I am just glad I do not have the big elephant in my house trying to take over what isn't her business anymore....my sister lost so much and so have i...i consider that bridge half gone already...enough said ...ttyl
Trust me - I am aware of the situation and talking to her counselor is a source of comfort and accountability for me. I told her counselor that I don't want to end up with my daughter dreading seeing my face the way I dread my mom - that many times I just show up because of responsibility. She said that my daughter wasn't brought up in the same way, that we continue to have a loving and fun relationship and my daughter may continue to have a deep desire to see my face - even if I'm old and frail and confused. Wow. Talk about a revelation.
Sometimes something hits you that even though you should have known it, you had never put it into words.
I didn't mean to leave the impression that my brother has done nothing nor taken responsibility for our parents. We're laughing (together) at Mom's perspective. My brother and I live far apart, so there's not much he can do on a daily basis to help except call her and he does that. For 5 years after our father died, Mom lived close to him and he cared for her while I was his cheerleader (from afar), as well as the one who managed her money.. When my brother's health declined, I knew that it was time for me to step up, so I did. He tells me every day that he knows I have ended up with the worst of the situation with her, because at least her dementia hadn't progressed to this point when she was close to him. That is great validation.
We have tried so very hard not to let the drama of our parents tear us apart. We're very different and not always on the same page, nor do we always view the past with the same perspective, but he's the only person in the world with shared memories from my childhood. We don't want to lose that, so it's worth the compromises for both of us.
We're just all out here trying to cope the best we can with what we've been handed. Every day of my life I think about how some of Mom's poor choices brought her to this point and that has nothing to do with me. One thing that has gotten significantly better is that Mom has forgotten my father. They had a miserable marriage and he was outrageously controlling and bitter, but for 55 years, she kept up the front of perfection. She used to insist that they were happy and he was wonderful and what was my problem that I didn't agree with that? Thank goodness, we don't ever even have to go there any longer. Most days she can't even remember his name, which, according to her counselor, is probably why she's in a more peaceful state right now.
This is turning into a novel. I need to send everyone reading this stream-of-consciousness $125 an hour, or whatever the going rate is for counseling.
:)
My father is getting very weak, so my biggest concern at the moment is to make his last days on earth as comfortable and safe as possible. My mother's slipping mind could be more challenging. She refuses to be tested, but I think she would probably be diagnosed with moderate dementia. She is either not remembering or remembering wrong, and feeling fear and anger about it. And I feel her pain, because I know how I would feel if it were happening to me. And I know it may happen to me if I live long enough.
I love that the focus is off the anger I was feeling. It wasn't serving any purpose other than making me feel bad, since I was here for the long haul.