And your Life is so Much More Important than Mine, "Mother Dearest"?
Not much besides the fact that I have been my aged mother's complete and total emotional and physical hostage for two years now. I am told I will not ever leave her until the day she dies.
She took total and complete advantage of the fact that her golden child, my adopted sister, totally conned me into complete and absolute financial ruin. So yes, I unfortunately am not in a position to pick up and go and take up where I left off. And where is the golden child? Possibly 6 phone calls in the past 2 years! And, living very well! Not to mention she conned our father out of a million and a half before he died...
How does one deal with this situation! I am a grandmother who has a curfew for heaven's sake! I have to ask permission to do ANYTHING and am usually admonished like a small child. We have never gotten on in our lives and I have spent my life trying to get away from her and her constant criticism and and moaning and groaning about how she regrets ever adopting and how she misses the wonderful son she never had (simply because she could never get pregnant, not because she lost one!)
Besides the fact that the hot water gets turned off in winter and she tried implementing 7 or 8 o' clock lights out rules (to save electricity) she went through my few pathetic possessions I managed to salvage and insisted I sell anything of value...
I needed a break and went to spend a few days with my daughter so that I could start again with renewed and refreshed sanity.... Oh well, for that I was told she had paid a visit to her lawyer and altered her will...
Having been out of this country for so long I honestly know no one here and due to my sisters dishonesty. I was not even able to buy transport which
is probably the single most important thing to have in order to gain independence and be able to get out there and get a job and learn your way around the place that you are forced into living at...
Well, if I am good, and lucky, I get to being allowed to borrow the car possibly once every two weeks... If I am gone longer than an hour all hell breaks loose...
Fortunately I have managed to find an online job so I work practically around the clock both to create a nest egg and to escape the harping company of my nit picking critical adopted mother. I have managed to buy a treadmill and exercise bike as I feel I am beginning to turn into an 88 year old myself.
Two years in a bedroom with the constant nagging and threats of this woman in the background have actually made me question my sanity more than once. I feel as tho both my brain and body are beginning to stop functioning. I have told her it is somewhat harsh to expect anyone to live this way. She feels it is quite fine as I have had my chance at fun and traveling and a good life and now I don't need anymore, and won't ever need more. Almost as though I am the demented old biddy who should be easing off out of the planet.
I wake up totally stressed every day of my life and as disappointed as all hell when I am aware of her moving around in the house. What have I become. What lengths are Narcissistic mothers prepared to go to in order to have their needs met? I GIVE UP!
It's enough now.... And where are the sisters????? The ones she had time for when we were growing up????? If I get told to eat my vegetables 1 more time I think I will hurl the plate right across her narcissistic sadistic self absorbed head!