I just got off the phone from a conversation with one of Mum's neighbors. She'd been over to check up on Mum but got no answer when she rang the doorbell. So I called Mum, and as it turns out she heard the doorbell but was upstairs working on something and didn't want to run to the door, and so she just missed seeing the neighbor.
Anyway, the neighbor and I got talking and she asked what's the possibility of me moving in with Mum or taking her into my house. Now Is it just me or were those extremely personal questions?
Anyway, I'm shaking now. I think my heart nearly stopped at the mere thought of living with that walking hysterical demented Hell on earth. I nearly died of living with her (literally) in my 20s. This time, I know will be the end as I'm still trying to recover from CPTSD that I got from an abusive marriage.. I won't survive one more round of Mum's manipulation and gaslighting.
Anyone could tell me to just say "no" to demands to move Mum into my house, but I'm afraid the neighbors will call social services and complain that she's neglected. That probably sounds paranoid, but I'm "catching" Mum's depression and paranoia just by being around her 40+ hrs per week.
How do we, as caregivers, protect ourselves from the expectations of others?
Anyway, the neighbor and I got talking and she asked what's the possibility of me moving in with Mum or taking her into my house. Now Is it just me or were those extremely personal questions?
Anyway, I'm shaking now. I think my heart nearly stopped at the mere thought of living with that walking hysterical demented Hell on earth. I nearly died of living with her (literally) in my 20s. This time, I know will be the end as I'm still trying to recover from CPTSD that I got from an abusive marriage.. I won't survive one more round of Mum's manipulation and gaslighting.
Anyone could tell me to just say "no" to demands to move Mum into my house, but I'm afraid the neighbors will call social services and complain that she's neglected. That probably sounds paranoid, but I'm "catching" Mum's depression and paranoia just by being around her 40+ hrs per week.
How do we, as caregivers, protect ourselves from the expectations of others?