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Edited on Sat Feb-16-08 03:39 PM by latebloomer
My mother-in-law moved in with us in August, and she has been a major stress on me. She's a nice lady, and I used to enjoy her company, but she is now totally getting on my nerves. She was living with my enabling b-i-l, his wife who may or may not still be drinking and/or abusing prescription drugs, and their troubled teenage son. They took ALL of her paltry fixed income and the wife never contributed a dime. She moved there, out of her inexpensive apt, to help pay the bills when the wife left for a while-- to live with her alcoholic ex, who she STILL spends 2 nites a week with (and my b-i-l puts up with that!!) When the wife returned home my m-i-l should have left, but instead she stayed and continued to pay the mortgage.
Several times over the years we had invited her to live with us-- I don't know WHAT I was thinking--I guess I enjoyed her weeklong visits and, frankly, never thought she'd take us up on it, because she too is a chronic enabler and my b-i-l makes crappy money and "needed her help".
So last August we were on vacation, and I checked our home phone for messages. There was one from her brother, stating that she would be "making her final move" into our house the NEXT DAY! No call from her, no question about whether this would work for us,nothing. I think we were in shock-- in hindsight, we should have said "NOT SO FAST!" I had been diagnosed with leukemia in May and was undergoing rounds of inpatient chemo-- no one asked how I felt about a sudden new member of the household.
Like I say, she's a nice lady, but her habits absolutely drive me nuts. She has limited eyesight due to macular degeneration, can't read, so she sits ALL DAY in my living room with the TV on, in this big ugly-ass recliner with which she has defaced my living room without a by-your leave. She sits around all day, every day, in her nightgown and a ratty bathrobe. She goes out to the porch to smoke every half hour, and the ashtray usually has at least 30 butts in it, despite my plea for her to empty it regularly. She brings all kinds of crappy food into the house and offers it to my kids, and I have to tell them they can't eat it.
But what it really boils down to is that I need a lot of personal space, and I don't like sharing my house with someone I didn't marry or give birth to. I don't like stumbling over her in the kitchen, or having her in the bathroom when I want to use it. She has taken over my whole first floor. We have no family room, only 1 full bath, and we're not set up for this. The other day I was thinking of having a friend over, and I realized that if we wanted to talk privately the only place we could do so was on my bed!
When we've gone out to eat she must always accompany us-- I feel like we've given up our identity as a family of four. Yet my husband is just fine with this- he wouldn't mind her staying here forever!! But because of my feelings, he did tell her this will be temporary-- I just don't know how, when or where she will go with her limited income.
I know she is depressed, that she's had a very hard life, that she's old and basically homeless,but I find it hard to summon up compassion, and then I feel guilty. I know that I displace a lot of negativity onto her that comes from other sources. I had a stem-cell transplant in Dec, and the doctor says that "it looks like a cure"!! I am SOOO grateful, but I don't feel ecstatic all the time-I have a big backlog of unprocessed feelings,from when I was in and out of the hospital, having to deal with the shock of my diagnosis, the fear of death,having to take all these toxic therapies because otherwise I'd die, and fast! So I'm angry and depressed at times, and I think I take a lot of that out on her. Not to say that this isn't an untenable situation, because it is. But I don't like the rage I feel towards her.
Thanks for any feedback and for allowing me to rant! lb
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