I dont know where to start. My Mom was always mean growing up. She was an alcoholic and pill popper.She sobered up and joined AA when I was about 12 years old. She also hated my father, she used to tell us that the only reason she was with him and her life was miserable was because of us kids. She finally left my father when I was 18 years old. She moved out and met a man and moved in with him, he was 30 (my mom was 50) and homeless. He got her started on drugs and alcohol again.
Around this time she fell at work and hurt her back real bad so now she doesnt work and is disabled. Well a few years pass and she keeps down the wrong road and eventually lands herself in the mental ward at the hospital for possible suicide (too many pills). I went and visited her everyday and brought her stuff from her house like pictures and her bath robe, which I later found out she couldnt have, in fear she was going to hurt herself.
When she finally got released from the hospital she decided that the best thing for her was to move down south (about 6 hours away) with her boyfriend who was missing during all of this. Well my life went on, I moved in with my boyfriend and started back at school. A few years later I found out I was pregnant and was very happy. I called up my Mom and told her the good news and she decided that she wanted to move back and be a part of her grandchilds life, with her boyfriend.
So they show up about 2 weeks later with no money and are sleeping on my brothers couch until he loans them the money to get their own place. They found a studio and 2 weeks later my mom threw out her boyfriend, thank god, except little did I know this would send her tumbling down hill back into drugs and alcohol.
Well I can say she made my pregnancy much harder except for when she would come and help me clean because I was on bed rest. Well last summer I gave birth to a beautiful baby boy. He had some complications when he was born and was in the NICU for 10 days, the worst ten days of my life. My Mom was there for that with emotional support, except for when we were finally coming home and she yelled at me and hung up on me because I didnt want to have anyone over the house.
Life was quiet for a few months until her boyfriend shows back up, broke and hungary. And of course she takes him back. Around this time it was last christmas and my mom found out she was going to settle and receive a lump sum of money in about 6 weeks. She decides she does not want to live in her studio anymore and gives notice, and guess what, she didnt get the money yet. So there she is broke living in her car with the boyfriend. Now I cant let her live in her car with her back injury si I invite both of them to move into my travel trailer on my property, the property I bought from my Father.
Well they were living here for about 2 weeks and didnt contribute anything and the boyfriend wasnt working so I asked them to leave. Knowing my mom had no where to go I told her she could stay here but not her boyfriend. She agreed because she said she wanted him out of her life.
2 happy quiet weeks go by with no outbursts or fights. And then he showed up here. She started seeing him again everyday and then came home in a hysterical rage on monday. She was screaming that shes an adult and I cant tell her what to do and I am a spoiled princess just living her life and it is so hard being here and I treat her horribley after everything she has done for me. She is screaming all of this in front of my visibly scared 10 month old son.
Well I lost it. I started yelling back and told her that she was a terrible mother and treated me like crap and disrespected my family and everything we work so hard for. I took the keys and told her to get out, that if its so horrible at my home with my family then she should just leave. Well she left on tuesday and I havent heard from her since.
Im really worried about her doing something stupid but I feel like I should be thinking about my family first. I dont know what to do. It was like 25 years of pent up aggression and hurt towards her all came out at once. I do feel like I have some sort of obligation though because she is my mother. I know she has mental issues, supposedly she has multiple personalities and severe depression. I dont know what to do.
Basically she blames me for every problem in her life and I am sick of being her scape goat but I dont want to destroy what little relationship we have left, and my son adores her. Well thank you for letting me vent a little bit and if anyone read this far and has advice please help!