It’s like a nightmare you can’t wake up from.
I should buy a counter to see how many steps I take per day.....fetching meals, coffee, mail, magazines, trips to Walmart, groceries, laundry, taking out garbage, cleaning bathrooms- kitchen- living room- etc-etc......
The demands, requests are endless...
Out of 10 aunts and uncles plus their spouses (that would make 20), I have the last living one.
The older they get, the more helpless they become....
You May ask, shouldn’t I feel lucky?
In a word, No.
She sucked the life out of me as far back as I can remember....1962.
Selfish, demanding, pouty, silent treatment...you name it.
My 2 older brothers moved far, far away.
Not their problem.
Scapegoat with an “S” on her forehead....it’s always been there.
I feel better.......:)
It is not, why do I put up with it.
There is no dementia.
3 children. I am the only one who stepped up.
She lived with an emotionally abusive man, who was very wealthy, for 18 years.
My brothers were content.
They did not have to be bothered.
After my daughter died, I went to live with Mom and him for 9 months, to help her, because he called me nonstop, I don’t know what to do with her, your brothers don’t care.
When I could stand no more, told Mom I was leaving, she said your not leaving without me.
There you have it.
My faith and conscience could not leave her with that man.
Get this....when we left, she was 86, he was 92.
I lived in that town most of my life.
Met this man in 1967.
No one ever had a good word to say about him.
Money does not equal nice.
I couldn’t leave her like that.
It is a work in progress.
Sometimes we have to buck up and deal.
I wouldn’t have left a dog in that situation.
You need to get more people going into your parents' home either to do things for them or just to sit with them. They could be buffers for the abuse. It is possible that all the chores you are called upon to do are simply excuses to keep you present in the home. When others are there, you can skedaddle, and skedaddle you must, for your own sanity.