My mom has now moved in with us as she can't live alone any longer. Probably mid stage dementia. Her narcissistic personality disorder has always been challenging, but with dementia it's like throwing gasoline on a fire. Is anyone else dealing with this?
The only peace I ever got was through self-care, i.e., very limited contact. I realized no one would save me but myself; not even God. But God gave me the strength and self-esteem to distance myself from those who would hurt me. The rest of the world may judge, but so what? What do they know?
AmberA I completely agree and have recused myself as her POA to her younger sister who she actually listens to.
She's out to get you and the law doesn't have time to sort through every charge.
In this case, because she's an ELDER, it's your fault, whether it is or not.
Stay away to save your reputation.
APS came out to her apartment twice. There was no sign of any bodily harm and her pain pills were sitting on the coffee table. When the lady pointed it out to my mother that the pills were right in front of her, mother said I must have put them back!
I was NEVER even notified about any of this. I found out by the senior apt. manager. I called APS and asked why I was never notified. They said they could see there was no abuse and that mother had a dementia problem and they don't have the time to notify everyone!
Wouldn't you think they would like to notify the next of kin about this "dementia" episode?
I had to put her in a memory care facility within a month.
Either way, she’s always been self centered and I know if i truly was a horrible daughter, I wouldn’t be traveling back and forth from Canada to NJ to over see her care and make sure she’s safe in the NH (which I’m awful for putting g her in).
I’m learning I’m not alone and I feel your emotional pain!
Still, it makes me wonder. We know a little bit of narcissism is normal. Too much isn't. What reading I've done on the cause of a narcissistic personality are two parenting extremes: excessive admiration and excessive criticism. What I don't understand is why narcissistic behavior shows up so frequently in the elderly when it wasn't present before. I never realized the extent of this disorder until I read so many accounts here.
Mom never had a formal diagnosis, but given her personality profile, she's the poster child for narcissism.
Caregivers of Narcissistic Family Members
I feel for you.
Diana
Good for you on knowing that you need to start setting boundaries. People who don't set limits are always walked on, taken advantage of and "overused".
I'm guessing from your mom's age, you must be in your early 60's. Do you have any health issues? I'm 61 and am surprised to not be as "spry" as I was 40 years ago and have my share of infirmities.
If you have to move to take care of your disabled brother, I would strongly suggest NOT to add your mom to that mix. You not only will be 'fried' then 'burned out' but, in the end, you'll be 'burnt and crispy'- body and brain. There is only so much one person can do.
Please don't count on the Lord taking your mom soon because she's near 88 years old. My mom is 95 and is still keeping' on in stage 6 Alzheimer's. Golden's mom is going to be 106 this year! No one knows how many years our loved ones have left.
Amazon sells this book; Boundaries by Henry Cloud and John Townsend ($10.)
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It would help you set your limits before you get there.
You have to make sure that you are doing the most healthy things for YOU so you can take care of others and be well. IMO, I would keep Mom in the AL that she's "grown to love". It didn't work when I took my mom home from the memory care. She was used to the routine and wanted to be around more people than just me.
Good luck.
Her brain is broken. That's the reason.
Has anyone found acceptable Medicaid-funded communities for a loved one? My brother is in a very good group home in the KC-area, so I will not need to provide hands-on care for him. I do need to be there, however, to watch out for him. As wonderful as his staff is, they don't always understand when he tries to communicate to them. He's deaf and has CP -- none of them sign. When his gallbladder burst he almost died because no one understand the depth of his pain. I hope I'm right in thinking that I will be better able to understand him than is his staff. He and I are very close. My other sibs are both local, but my brother never sees our younger brother and my sister sees him an hour and a half a week. He loves that time, but it's not enough to keep an eye on things for him. I've promised my mom that I will be there to supervise his care when she's gone. So my early retirement and move are for both Mom and my brother.
I'm very grateful for the comfort I find on this site!
Said the windows needed washing :/ It just got too much after awhile,..it was a damned if i did,and damned if i didn't..... after awhile my resentment grew into defending myself.. When i'd call her,..she's hang up most the time...or call me at times when she knew I was extremely busy....I was back and forth everyday for 2 years.It ages one,...it takes a very strong individual to endure the emotional and mental strain this takes on us.Like I mentioned before,...it's like killing yourself to save someone else.
Your remark about "killing yourself to save someone else" really hit home! Your mom sounds like mine, except mine is still living! Was your mom like that with everyone, or just you? My mom rejects every kindness, but she still wants me around to browbeat! Go figure.
Before we moved Mom to memory care, I stayed with her for several weeks while Dad was in the hospital with his own issues. While I was there I couldn't help but notice how dusty the house was getting; cobwebs in the corners, ceiling, and on top of the drapes; carpet stains, etc. All understandable since Mom and Dad, both in their late 80s had gone downhill over the previous few months. I didn't say anything about it but started cleaning the house top to bottom. Mom noticed me knocking down cobwebs, moving furniture away from the walls to vacuum underneath, washing baseboards, etc, all the little details I knew were to hard for her to deal with anymore. She gave the impression of being pleased.
Then, weeks later, Mom claimed I said her house was dirty and started doing things around the house without her authorization!
If I cooked, she refused to eat it, saying I was trying to take control of her kitchen. (Mom, with dementia, is incapable of cooking). If I brought food in, she refused to eat it, saying it was too expensive (even though she didn't have to pay for it).
Mom said she needed some new clothes. (She really didn't, but that's beside the point; I wanted to please her). I asked her to take everything out of her closet that needed a button sewn on, hems shortened or lengthened, split seams, taken in, taken out, what have you and pile them next to me to fix. She brought me enough that it took a full day of hand sewing to complete. Not a word of thanks.
She asked me to take her to the mall to go shopping for clothes. When we got there, she said everything was too expensive, even on sale. I took her to thrift stores but she couldn't find anything to suit her, so I started buying her things with my own money, bringing them to her to try on at memory care; even bringing her some of my own clothes I knew she liked. Nothing was ever quite right. I let hems down. I took hems up. I tapered the legs. You name it. The next time I 'd come to visit, she'd hand everything back, saying "These things didn't work for me; take them back."
She rejects my gifts. Once when I had taken her to a doctor's appointment, Mom pointed out a very expensive doll she admired in a magazine. She was quite taken with it. I made a note of it and managed to find the doll on eBay second hand. I was so excited, thinking how pleased Mom would be when I presented it to her. When I first gave it to her, she seemed pleased enough, but never mentioned the doll again. On the next visit, I found it put away at the top of her closet.
Just one thing after another. It took me awhile but I finally put 2 and 2 together. Dementia or no dementia, rejecting all my efforts is a power trip for Mom. She doesn't reject what others do for her; just me, because she blames me for what Alzheimer's disease has taken from her. She says I exert too much control over her life.
So I really understand where you're coming from, mertiloid. So exasperating. Mom seems able to accept gifts and kind gestures from others, not me. I just take care of the necessities, as needed.
In the meantime I’m waiting on a pending job offer of my dreams and won’t afford her problems to impact my life any more. My biggest challenge is finding someone through IHSS who is available with experience. I’ve no family support and I live across the bridge from my mother, keep a safe distance and rely on public transportation. My older brother, lives a few hours away, retired and seems emotionally checked out in helping me. I’m sure he’s had his own trauma to work through the dealings with her. He’s 67, 8 yrs older than me. She does have a kittie/companion who she claims keeps her alive.
A few months ago her doctor spoke to me and said as the next of kin we should begin looking at long term options. Not immediately, but think of it. . I guess it’s that time. I do not want this to jeopardize my new job or my own wellness any more. Am I alone in feeling resentment?
my mother is demented and has fibrosos of her lungs and (from living with masses of birds in her living quaters) is a raging narcisist, messy, self flagellatingly resistant to medical help, completely unwilling to cooperate in her care, drinks incredible amounts of whisky, and very nasty to the females around her. i had kept a distance for many many years, with the occasional visit, but not getting involved in her web of intrigue and ever so familiar narcisistic behaviour. she is getting worse and worse, and i had to be around for a month, until a male caretaker was found she luckily accepts, and tell all her stories of how she was the most beautiful woman and so on. i have become redundant- thank god!- because i am not to be irked anymore. the list is endless... during this month my old anxiety came back, wich was my saviour in a way, because i took imidiate steps to again disengage. i only live 30km away, but i am not going near her. however her nastyness to the people around her do make me angry. i get therapy again to not feel responsible and protective of those people. no way do i owe her anything. that woman has made my life misery for many years, i am not obliged to be her playball. when we are compassionate persons that are responsible and helping we are easy targets to these personality disorders. and when, depcrepid as she is, she can hurl crystal clear abuse at my special needs brother about how disgusting he eats, it is difficult for him) even the slightest form of compassion i can have for her- flies out the window. with a stoney face i will go to her funeral, but that will be all. no- i do not owe her anything. we have to rid ourselves of the guilt. it is hard, but it is possible- i whish you strength to archieve it. bless!