My mother is in mid stage Alzheimer's. She is also a narcissist. I just want to drive over a cliff. She uses neighbors, she tells them I am mean to her and of coarse the gossip around the neighborhood goes into overdrive and I am the bad ass abusing my mother. She knows exactly what she's doing, her history proves this. She is also confused, forgetful and secretive. Together with the Narcicissim it works against me. I've already had to deal with the cops on my doorstep because of a concerned neighbor. She has lucid days and days where she is on another planet. Either way it seems her narcicisstic behavior is getting more intense because of the Alzheimer's. Any advice out there? Anyone dealing with this horrible combination? HELP!!
I'm glad you were able to heal and to stop being used & abused, I really am. Lots of us are on that road as well, and sharing our stories makes us feel like we're not alone. Plus, we glean lots of useful tips and advice along the way!
Thanks for sharing your story........it definitely gives others hope, and makes us realize we DO have options.
I wish I had a useful tip for you, I really do. I try to block out the terrible things she says and keep my visits and phone calls to a bare minimum. Unless boundaries are set down with NARCS, they will run everyone over with a bulldozer. And even with those boundaries in place, they change ALL the rules ALL the time. If I say black, she says white. Then if I agree to white, she's back to black in a heartbeat. There is no winning with women like this; so we just have to do the best we can, right?
Will Appreciate anyone's comments.
I was a doormat who had no idea about how I really felt until my early thirties, till I got away from my hometown and extended, dysfunction family and saw my marriage and mistreatment from my husband for what it was. I also realized success that I never had before and was making my own choices, not needing my controlling parents to help me do it. I came to understand how I married someone as abusive as my mother was to me and knew I had to end my marriage. And to think I went into it wanting to figure out how to 'work things out' with him. I did the hard work mentally and emotionally and also from a professional standpoint. I hear in so many stories here how people are so tired of being used by their parents but don't think they can choose to say NO. Not only is it ok to do that but it is healthy and will extend your life as opposed to shortening it and making yourself sick in trying to please the unappeasable. The truth often is that talking about them and their mental illnesses and how it affects us makes it easier in a way than doing the hard work to get ourselves better. Once you are healthy in your own mind, what someone who isn't does becomes less of your own problem. It isn't easy and 'they' know how to push your buttons. But nothing worthwhile is easy. Life is no dress rehearsal.
Kathy - she has dementia so she will not make sense and she will be paranoid, She cannot understand as her brain is damaged. Learn all you can about Alz/dementia. Teepa Snow does good videos about Alz to help caregivers. Your sil sounds very self centered. If mil has been like this before the addition of Alz to a personality order is a 5 ring circus. It helps if you can learn to give responses to her that will calm her down as confrontations don't work. Google teepasnow People here have found her to be a great resource. The other thing is to read as much as you can about the disease. You can learn - she can't any more. Sometimes it is better to say things like, "Yes Mum, I will look into it" rather than telling her it isn't true that she pays for everything.
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from an article on therapeutic fibbing:
."Therapeutic fibbing" is a concept designed to relieve the guilt that often comes from lying to a loved one, even when that lie may very well be the kindest thing you can say to them in that situation. Those with dementia often stuggle with logic, rational thought, sequencing and emotional control. Therapeutic fibbing may be appropriate when telling the truth would cause pain, anxiety or confusion, or when the person with dementia is experiencing life in a different "time zone."
For example, say your wife wants to drive to the grocery store, but you do not believe that she is a safe driver due to her dementia. Instead of telling her that she's no longer safe to drive, you could tell her that the car is in the shop for repair, tell her that you've misplaced your keys or tell her that you'll drive her to the store, since you need to go out anyway.
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re the pills perhaps her doctor can insist she have them blister packed and administered by you. Sometimes an authority figure outside of the family can get better results. Mother finally accepted others handling her pills once she spent some time in a geriatric psychiatric hospital. Good luck
The damnedest thing about dementia is that all the traits of the individual are magnified or lost. now if there was a god all the bad traits would be lost and all the good ones magnified. Almost never happens until the very late stages of dementia and I mean very very late stages. The earlier stages are much more trying but we also have to remember that these people KNOW they have dementia or at least KNOW that something is radically wrong and they are scared. Wouldn't we all be?
Now I am not saying for one second that makes it any easier at all ...it doesn't but it does explain their fear of losing control, their fear of not being able to pay their way, their fear of embarrassment in front of others. Their fear if you like of their individuality.
As for unhelpful siblings - fiery pit for the lot of them - you watch them hover when the will is read - they will be there in droves like vultures just waiting for their meal (ticket)
I just want to chip in here ...my mums consultant says she is NOT narcissistic (hmmmmph!) but has a dependancy personality disorder. Now he has explained this to me I can sort of understand it. Her generation virtually ALL had relatives that went to war and during that period there was a far greater social cohesion than has ever been known. It also brought about codependancy as siblings and friends and relatives all sought to support each other during that very difficult period. Mums house was bombed but not destroyed, her friends lost their loved ones. She was lucky Dad came home but her father had lost a leg in WW1 so she was brought up in a world where the older members of the family depended on their children. So he utter dependancy on me and her anger when I don't do something immediately and I mean NOW / INSTANTLY isn't in her mind narcissism at all - it is that I should be doing it. Now while most with this disorder are compliant submissive angels (and Lord knows that would drive me mad too) Mum's emerges as anger towards me as an ungrateful child who has never done anything for anyone ever - yeah OK Mum whatever!
So before we all label our kin (and I had labelled mine) as narcissistic, because she has always been that way, we may need to rethink our feelings in the light of their upbringing.
That said it doesn't make it one jot easier, if anything it makes it worse but at least I know WHY she is like it now.
Love to all xxxx
The daily screaming phone calls continued. One day a ministry official visited to check the NH out. When they asked if she had any concerns (with respect to her care) she said she didn't know where the money went from the sale of her house, yet she was kept advised every step of the way. That brought the government down on my head, having to produce paperwork and records of investments ... after all I'd given up and all I'd done for her I was treated like a common criminal. Of course the case was very quickly closed but that was the last straw. I blacked out doing 85 in my truck and it was either her or me. I had a nervous breakdown and was quite ill for months.
I changed my phone number and made it unlisted. I've been very careful never to give her my address either or she'd be sending the cops around with some cockamamie imaginings. These days I preserve her money, ensure her bills are paid and run her errands. On some visits she can be reasonable, but mostly it's a total pity party, woe is me, me, me, waaaaah!, and I sink into a black hole for the next 24 hours.
She's always on about going outside to get some fresh air so last visit I suggested we go sit out on the patio. Nope, not good enough, want to go for a drive, go shopping ... she can't even sit up, is incontinent and I can't lift her.
I won't visit as often as I used to and I'm working on rebuilding my life. She's been the mother from h*ll and everything I do and have done for her is purely out of duty. I will never be totally free until she dies but in the meantime I'll do all I can to protect myself.
Right now I am the bitch from hell because I wont go and find him. He might be a sibling but I am adopted so not a blood sibling and I can tell you all right now - no way while I draw breath will I seek him out. So she asked golden granddaughter who said....Nana are you feeling poorly again? If you want to see XXXXXXX again you need to go into a care home because we aren't alllowing him anywhere near THIS house. OOOOOH now we are both in bad books! Not to worry eh!
Such a 'sweet old man'. He definitely had CRS. My mother, if I a lucky, will be the same way and I will visit her then and only then. Maybe she will think I am one of my two sisters, who she seems to adore (at least in their presence, because she has never had the ability to not stir up trouble and talk about everyone behind their backs). I just quit listening to it long ago, which caused her to absolutely rage at me, and who cares! She didn't give a rat's ass about me and once she vented she would for sure hang up on me and call someone else about me! She has poisoned everyone in our family, including my own NPD daughter, who continues the tradition. It is scary how strong that gene is. I call what I do 'going noodly'. Remember having little kids who are upset and when you try to pick them up they go completely limp? You can't do anything with them, because they are impossible to lift or move when they get completely loose. I have gone 'completely loose'. She can't irritate me, move me (emotionally), manipulate me. Nothing. The less I put myself out there, the less upset I am.
I wonder if you're right about 'that generation'...I'm 69, Mom is 91.
The only thing that works is BOUNDARIES with barbed wire around them and a moat full of hungry gators. Adult children of narcissists are in a fragile place. Nobody but another insider will believe you. My mother put on a great show for others until these past few years when she couldn't keep it up anymore.
There were only a couple family who were perceptive to understand there's more going on than what she's saying and that what she reported on me didn't sound like truth. I was supposedly out hooking and selling drugs in junior high school. Nice mother. Very nice. I could not have been more opposite.
So, care in my home was 100% off the table. She gets far better care in a nursing home than she could anywhere else.
Your Mum's in the middle stages of these dementias and you need to be aware that the best and worst aspects of her personality will become highly exaggerated. He told me I was doing a brilliant job ...oh that meant SO much.
I know my mum always nagged my late father and would never let anything go until he did what she wanted and believe me she could keep this up for ages and now it is ten times worse. It has taken me 6 months to organise respite in a wonderful care facility but now she says I am horrible and that's putting it mildly and she doesnt want to go there. Having thrown her dinner on the floor (she hadsn't the strength to reach me but it was aimed in my direction) and then sulked for 2 hours I was on the point of saying OK I wont go (I have to say, if I am honest, that I was muttering to myself). Then I thought this is madness so I rang my daughter and vented.
My daughter is my godsend...I can vent to her whenever I need to and if it gets too much she comes down and is dead stright and emotionless when she tells her I NEED the break. Does my mother understand? No she doesn't. Does she care ....I have no reason to think so. Will she be difficult - you can bet your bippy she is going to be h*ll on earth for the next 3 weeks but I have made my decision - I am going away for a weekend come hell or high water and she IS going into a care facility so I can have some sanity restored into my life. AS THE CARER YOU NEED A BREAK - something that wil recharge your batteries. I am going to walk by the canal even if it does pour down with rain, I am going to eat a meal out, even if I am alone when I do it. I am going to sleep in a real bed with no chance of a bell ringing to wake me up. And to show I have retained my humour...the chances are if there is a fire in the hotel I will burn to death rather than respond to a blooming bell!!!!! 20 days and counting ...yipppee