How do you cope with an elderly mother's lifetime negative personality?

First of all, Debralee, you are savvy enough to know going into this that you can't make your mom happy. Therefore, hopefully, you won't blame yourself when she complains. I do think you'd be smart to start making a plan for how her care will go as she ages. She won't be easy to cope with and you will only have so much to give.

Planning doesn't mean you have to do anything now, but I'd suggest that you check around your community for appropriate support groups. Also, make sure that appropriate legal papers are in place. If she's ever going to cooperate with you on that it's now, since she only wants you to help at this time. Likely, the time will come when you need to hire help for her or find an assisted living situation, so you'll want to know the lay of the land, so to speak. Investigate in-home services, assisted living and even nursing homes just so you know what is available. Then try to keep up as your mom's needs change.

I hope you'll keep coming back to this community because there are many members who will know exactly what you are talking about. You'll find support, sympathy and information.
Take care of yourself, too!
Carol

Carol is right. And do, do, do come back here: I've had my lowest year yet, but for the short time I've been on this forum I have felt so much better I can't tell you what a relief it is.

Your mum is scared. She dreads things and people. She leans on you because you're the devil she knows.

I have a sweet, loving, intelligent mother who is a black hole of negativity. Her standard comment on life is "people are horrible." That is her sincerely held belief. It is beyond bonkers, but there it is.

I have tried pointing out that all of her long life's experiences should tell her that a) people like her; b) most people, most of the time, are kind and do their best - they are the opposite of "horrible"; c) good things, as well as bad, happen.

I am wasting my breath. My sister's advice to her that "nothing is ever as bad as you think it's going to be" goes down better; but actually all it proves is how incredibly pessimistic my sister is.

Here's what you do. Make the practical plans. As Carol says, you already know that you can't make your mother happy; but you can be satisfied that, objectively speaking, you've got good support in place for her.

If your mother is a career complainer, guard against feeling responsible for any impact she has on other people. One lady I know, who I adored but then she wasn't my problem, caused her son to feel he had to apologise formally to the entire staff of a respite care home that she'd been in for less than a week. This lady actually managed to get herself barred by John Lewis, the retailer: I don't think they've got round to the States, yet, but they're a Quaker-founded organisation who are known for the best customer service attitude in history. She alienated every member of her large extended family except for her wonderful son, whom she slandered outrageously, and who cared for her until the end of her days at enormous expense to himself. Her swan song was forcing him to cancel a badly needed holiday by getting admitted to hospital. DO NOT LET THIS HAPPEN TO YOU.

You're her daughter, not her mother. You can't control or change her behaviour, her manners, her attitude; and you've no right to, actually, even if you could. It is not reasonable of other people to hold you responsible for what your mother does or says. It's still embarrassing, of course; but it's not your fault.

Not being driven insane by her yourself, is partly a matter of how much of her company you can bear. My sister loves my mother but, tacitly, we all get that she can't stand her. My mother is passive aggressive, my sister is just plain aggressive, if you ask me; and there's the usual baggage of anger, hurt, jealousy, betrayal - normal happy families, you know what it's like. So my sister does short visits, presents, post cards, and has taken on POA for finance - the bits she's good at and can do cheerfully, and that don't involve too much actual contact. And I do the caring, 24/7, which is... interesting.

Sometimes I feel as though my mother is a dead weight mentally and emotionally, and she can be incredibly depressing to be around, but I'm getting better at coping. I have to admit, Citalopram (it's an SSRI, I think) helped take the edge off her anxiety without changing her personality, so that's another option. Do watch out for genuine mental health issues: they can also happen to people who were miserable to start with, don't forget. I know all about resistance to psychiatric intervention - it took me years of trying because she thinks all psychology is bunk. The day she admitted she was depressed, I knew she must have got to suicidal. In the end it was my loving, medically qualified daughter in cahoots with a trusted family doctor who got her to try the pills. Worth the effort, but not totally transformative.

Look, if being too much with your mum is going to drive you insane, don't do it. You don't have to tell her why you can't, so there'll be no need to hurt her feelings or get insulting. There's a lot you can do for her that doesn't involve direct contact, or no more contact than you choose, and you shouldn't feel bad about it. Do what you think is the right thing, and try to keep your sense of humour when she clobbers you with the accusations.

One other thought: when you're feeling mischievous, try agreeing with her and taking her statements a step further. She says "you don't care about me." You say: "no, I don't. Never have. Why would I? Does anyone?" It could work as a shock tactic (no I haven't tried it, just tempted sometimes!).

Good luck. You'll look back and laugh. xxx

Debralee, Your situation sounds so close to mine and my heart goes out to you. "Emotional vampire" is a good way to put it because it can be so emotionally and physically draining to spend so much time trying to help someone who finds fault with everything and is so insufferable. I have little patience these days.

In my case, my mother has a lifetime of depression, which is being treated now with anti depressants but wasn't always (it's a miracle she just agreed to anti depressants). Clearly the other medicine and talk therapy she was on wasn't effective but the new medicine seems better so far.

If depression is an issue (or possibly something else like mental illness or dementia), try suggesting your mother see a psychiatrist or appropriate professional as it may make her feel better. But if your mother is anything like my mother or father, she generally won't take your advice, or maybe will see the doctor you recommend, only to leave a long voicemail message complaining about how horrible the doctor was, how long she had to wait, how stupid the questions were the doctor asked...blah blah blah. My father is the other half of this coin...

I'm in my 40s, have a full time plus job plus a wonderful child and husband. My parents are in their 80s with failing health, previously very independent and are having trouble coping. They live closeby (they moved closer to me and my family about 8 years ago; in retrospect probably not a good idea for us all to live so close) and they are both so increasingly demanding, demeaning (what do I know anyway?), angry at their current situations (which gets directed at me, not my sibling, interestingly) and they only occasionally express gratitude when they feel they have absolutely have to, and then it really doesn't seem sincere after all the difficult behavior, including yelling, I've had to endure. And my parents wonder why my ringers are turned off in my house and I screen calls!

I love my parents but I really don't like them now, and will not endure this to my or my family's detriment simply because my parents feel safe "letting it all hang out" for their daughter. I work hard every day to handle them as best I can, stay sane/healthy, and to tend to my needs, my family's needs. There's LOTS of great advice here and on the web you can google on how to handle difficult parents and how not to react when your buttons are pushed (they even have scripts on how to handle situations; let me know if you can't find it). I'm working on keeping my cool but it's not easy.

Most importantly, you must, at all costs, do as much as you can to take care of yourself!

Carol has good points on planning for the future so she can be taken care of but you can still have your life. We had a geriatric consultant meet with the family during a crisis to get unbiased advice. She was wonderful BUT that doesn't mean my parents will take the advice, including assisted living. Hang in there and please take care!

@ countrymouse.
people ARE horrible. if your mother is right about that she could be right on a lot of things. you should be taking notes from her while you can..

Captain, I know some wonderful people. And yes there are some horrible ones, just read the papers everyday! But we are all a mixed bags of good and bad traits. You just have to look harder for the gold in some.

There is good in my mother. She can be a wonderful person as long as things are going her way. It is her constant negativity and unhappiness that is interferring in wanting a relationship with her and helping her with her needs. Who wishes for cloudy storms on a sunny day?

Debralee, my mother is exactly like yours. I could write pages about her nasty negative comments, selfish ways, and how much this is her own fault. But, I think you already know where I am coming from.

What I do know about mom is she is happy in her misery. It draws attention to herself. She is her main concern and always has been. What I have started doing with mom is when she starts talking about something negatively, I just clam up, say nothing or change the subject. She gets my drift. I have no patience for her BS anymore.

What I do know is I will make sure she gets all of the help she needs when her health goes. But I will not take her into my home. She will have in home care, assisted living or a nursing home. She has mental issues that will never be addressed and she is not taking me down that slippery slope with her.

She refuses medical help, second guesses any doctor she ever sees. Can't take any meds because of the "side effects" real or not. She would test the patience of a saint. I am no saint, so, just no, no, no.

My husband has some funny little things he always says about her. For instance, "poor me, I will just lay my little old head on a railroad track" or "I'll just eat worms" and the best (from his Catholic upbringing), "Offer it up". He gets a gut full of her too.

Also Debralee, I am just baffled that these types never see what they do to others, especially their children. They don't care. They never wonder how they could make someone's day. Just to quote my husband again, "An empty suit."

Can't tell you all how much help reading all these posts has been for me. Debralee, if you can take some of these ideas and try them in your own situation, I'm sure you'll find it easier to cope. I often think, in relation to my own mother, how sad it is that she only sees the negative. (By the way, she had a pretty privileged life, one that many would be overjoyed to experience) What a terrible way to see the world, but nothing I do can change her, and it is getting easier and easier for me to stay away from her. You'll achieve your own balance in time. Stay with us.

I wonder how much antidepressants can help a consistently negative person?

@ Bermuda, I'm trying to find that out right now with my negative mom - she too is a lifetime negative Nelly.

I do know that antidepressants help those of us taking care of negative moms. ;-) Wish that I had them years ago when I was growing up!

Bermuda makes a good point - one should wonder, especially before one actually tries them. The thing is that just because one is a lifetime neurotic depressive, that won't protect you in old age from becoming anxious and despairing on the more psychotic side of things. As they say: "A psychotic has lost touch with reality. A neurotic is in total touch with reality - and can't stand it." SSRIs can help you keep it together if you're getting more crazy than miserable. But go careful.

Haha, guessed I'd be a neurotic then! I was just wondering if anyone here had experience seeing what an antidepressant could do for someone with lifetime negativity problems. I think my mom would be quite insulted if I brought it up, yet I wonder if it would help her.

Debralee- like so many others in this thread, I dealt with a similar thing.

I learned that for the chronic whining and complaining, the best way to handle it is to not engage. Don't try to sympathize, don't try to defend or justify or explain. It was SO hard for me to do at first; when the whining started and I had to just sit there blank faced and not respond at all.

After several days of this, however, it finally sank in that I was not going to play "pity party" anymore, and she redirected her whining elsewhere.

This is not to say you don't listen to and respond to legitimate issues, but you have to be ultra-aware of what is important and what is just simple whining.

I feel your pain. That is my mother too. In her nineties now, so she is much much worse than ever. She doesn't know how to be happy, enjoys nothing except focusing on making herself upset and unhappy so she can be a victim. She is interested in nothing, no one and now she is older everything is all about her. The complaints are constant, repetitive like a big loop. You can't fix or help someone like her because happiness comes from within. I take a 1/2 Xanax before I go there which reduces my stress level. Otherwise, I get angry with her, then feel guilty, or I suppress my stress and end up with stomach problems. Just try to make sure she is safe and has what she needs, and take steps to care of yourself because she can't help it, and she is incapable of caring how her behavior affects your health.

Every one of these posts is singing my song. Palmtrees1 is describing my 85 year old non-dementia mom to a T. My sisters and I have lived under her dark cloud and we are all now in our 50's and struggling to maintain civility while around her. One sister has alienated herself so as bot to be dragged down while another is just barely able to keep her cool. I have lost mine on numerous occasions to the point of yelling at her in person or hanging up on her on the phone when she starts one of her "poor me" rants. So many days of my life have been literally ruined by her complaints of my father (now deceased), her endless and mostly imaginary medical issues, her finances and of course all the horrible people, politicians, world disasters, etc. and on and on. On the flip side she can be quite nice and giving and "appear" to be cheerful and happy. Most people think she is very sweet, funny and amazing since she still has her health and energy. Only those of us that are closest to her get the barrage of complaints that she stockpiles and unloads the second she gets an opportunity. I've suspected many times that she has done this to others because I have seen her in action at parties and social gathering corner people and get in their face with an innocent seeming question and before long the train is rolling down the track at full speed ahead....she barely comes up for air and I can see the other person is looking very uncomfortable but trying to be polite as they squirm to slip away. It's always about her, her opinions, her lot in life, those stupid doctors, our horrible president who is a dictator, blah, blah, blah. I am not sure if she really is depressed but I am just astonished that she hasn't done a reality self-check about how she behaves. I won't be sucked into it anymore. I have battled the negative syndrome my entire life and have chosen consciously to try to be positive, happy and live life with a strong can-do attitude. I have prayed for some sign that others are suffering from a parent that is this way. I have now gotten that sign.....I am not alone. Thanks for sharing, this has been helpful as it validates my frustrations but sounds like there is no way out of it other than just "grinning and bearing it". And P.S. to Bermuda...I don't think anti-depressents can help an innately negative person. I am coming to the conclusion that this is a personality disorder as well as a habit that just can't be broken. Depression is another thing altogether.

My MIL lived to be 98. Throughout her life, she was a domineering, self-centered pain-in-the-ass who drove me crazy the entire 50 years of my marriage to her only son. She lived a comfortable live many of us would envy but she was never happy. The last 17 years of her life, she lived with us. She was physically abusive, mentally abusive and emotionally abusive. She would get up in the morning, sit at the breakfast table (where we would cook anything she wanted) with our purring cat in her lap sigh: "John, please Kill me. I don't want to live anymore!" Say whatever you want. Do whatever you want. Stop thinking there is some magic key somewhere that will unlock a smile on her face. Get out, stay away as much as possible and when it is all over, don't feel guilty when all you can think is, "Ding dong! The wicked witch is dead!!!" How many caregivers will ruin your own health so some old wrecking ball of depression can bash your lives to bits?! I used to tell her, "You're not going to waste one more minute of my life whining like this. If you want to die, toddle down to the end of the driveway, lay in the street and let a bus run over you!" She never got happier. Somewhere, a young mother is breathing her last in a hospital bed, in agony, desperately fighting to live to spend even one more day with her family and a young child fighting with leukemia who may not even understand why her life is so filled with pain. My MIL held a pity party at my expense in my house on my dime wasting my time. Good riddance!

AMEN, AMEN, AMEN to you FedUpNow. My mother loves to tell me almost everytime we speak how she is not going to live much longer. Now, she is 83 and very healthy, drives, no mental problems (at least diagnosed) but I hear this, "well maybe I just won't wake up tomorrow." Really, well maybe I won't either.

And here is a really sick story for you all. My dad had Parkinson's for about two years before he passed. He fell at the mall and had really poor balance. One of his neighbors brought over a walker to help keep him from falling so he could walk around the yard and piddle. Mom flipped out. She didn't want that damned walker in her house. It is in the way. So when he died she made sure her neighbor got the walker back immediately and no thanks to them. Recently she told me how she was having more trouble getting around and would probably need a walker soon........how ironic. She doesn't need a walker, at all. Heartless woman. And on top of all of the bitching about the walker, dad fell in the yard and had to call for help for a while before someone came to his rescue. Mom mocked him calling for help for years after he died. She told us all he was just "putting on".

Yep, the "Ding Dong" song does come to mind.....

Dear Palmtrees1: First of all, a big hug to you! My MIL told me every day, "I'll be dead any day now!" She started this when she was 76 and lived to be 98. 22 years of, "Ill be dead any day now" !!!!!!!!! Then she would say, "I wish I were dead!" (for pity and attention), "I wish you were dead, too!" At last we agree on something!!! People who are really sick and dying don't complain. They are too busy trying to stay alive for one more day. I took care of my mother til the moment she died. Her thoughts were always on someone else, not herself.

Today is my mother's 82 birthday and I don't have it in me to call. Two months ago was my birthday and nothing, I even talked to her that day and she was more concerned about the neighbors and their drama. It hurts when you know she acknowledges my other sisters and stepsister and even sends them gifts, but me nothing. I am the one that helps her the most, but the last to be considered. I should be used to it, she has done it year after year. I can't believe I planned to take her out for dinner this weekend with my sister for her birthday! What was I thinking!

Debralee, that is just plain sad.

Debralee, I am sending you an understanding hug and wish you were honored and respected for the care you give. You have my respect but that the same as family's.
((((( U )))))))

omg, Countrymouse and Palmtrees, your moms sound like my mom. My problem is I took my mom and dad in for dad's health and after he past, she stayed. She too will not let anyone else help her and only wants me to. Although, she acts like she doesn't trust me enough for POA, or any other legal matter. She totally has drained me and is turning me into the negative person she is. I didn't finally break her of talking about all the bad things my dad did in his lifetime, to her of course. If she doesn't hear what she wants to from one doctor then she doesn't like him and wants to see another one. She complains about every meal I cook, suddenly doesn't like any of the things that she taught me how to cook by feeding it to us. Beans and veggies must be fresh or she won't eat them, no canned foods. She is impossible!! Complains about every restrauant my husband and I want to go to. Thinks people are stealing from her bedroom even when no one else has been here, if she can't find it then someone stole it, until she finds it anyway. Her cup is half-empty all the time. It has just drained me to the point of being physically sick. I have no energy left, my depression has sky-rocketed. As I type this, I think I might throw up. I just don't like being around all the negativity all the time, it is getting on my last nerve. Before someone says it, No she won't go into a NH or elsewhere. I am disabled and in a lot of pain my own self and don't know what I am going to do. Omg, Palmtrees, I would not dare say that to my mom, she would never ever let me forget it.

Correction, I did finally break her of talking negatively about my late dad. When she started, I would just get up and walk out of the room and say nothing. She did finally get the point. He was so humble. I miss him dearly.

Debralee, I know we are not the same as your family but you have my respect and caring. ((((( U )))))

Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Over the last five years I've done every one of those horrible things - the exasperation, the frustration, the screaming rage - but, not sure what exactly changed, I think I have got past them to less complicated pity. Perhaps it helps that my mother got most of her bitching about my father done while he was alive! Then when he died suddenly, 14 years ago, suddenly she was the grief-stricken widow - that was pretty hard to take at the time. "Don't it always seem to go that you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone..." I used to have to button my lip not to point out the home truths.

Fact is, my mother was a useless wife and a hopeless mother. Now I understand that it wasn't her fault; and I can tell her that and mean it. It's getting better. She's never going to be happy, but I can keep proving to her that she is loved even if she'll never truly believe it.

Countrymouse, please take cared of yourself. Proving to your Mother that she is loved has nothing to do with putting up with her anger and depression. She doesn't feel loved because she doesn't love herself. You cannot fill that bottomless pit. You can offer her a favorite food or drink and then spare yourself her rants. You need to protect your own health. It doesn't mean you don't love her to set boundaries.

((((((((((((((Debralee)))))))))))). I am sorry about your birthday. I know it hurts. One year my sister got a sheared lamb coat for Christmas. I got a bottle of vitamin pills. They are sick - no other explanation.

Just checking in. Listening to mom this morning is making me physically ill. The amount of self-pity and negativity is so overwhelming that I get knots in my stomach. It's like she has a magic magnifying mind - everything negative and bad gets bigger and bigger. Good things get smaller and smaller. Ugh.

Thank you all so much! At this moment, my mother is at (my) home packing and moving out. She's 92, blind and pretty much deaf, can't drive. She's going to live on her own again because she just can't live in my house any longer. I relate to ALL of the above posts and I am so sad. I've come to understand there is nothing I can do to help her be happy. She's delusional and paranoid, but healthy enough to pass. She's the sweetest little thing to everyone else and saves the diatribes for me. I'm so tired. I want someone to come and take her far, far away so I don't have to deal with her anymore but I don't think that's going to happen. I've only wanted to try to take care of her, but nothing is ever going to be good enough. It never has been; never will be.

I can say from experience, that I wouldn't be coping at all, if it weren't for my antidepressant. As for my mother, she is definitely better when she takes hers as well. I used to be able to tell very quickly when she was off her meds, as she just gets so mean and says ugly things about everyone. (This was years ago before she was dealing with her hearing loss, and near blindness) Now it's hard to know if she's taking them or not, because she is always so down because of her deficits. Maybe they're not enough to counteract her current situation, and unless she leaves me alone where I can count the ones in the bottle, I have no way of knowing. She lies a lot, so I can't take her word for it.
So in general, antidepressants certainly do help a consistently negative person from becoming even darker in their thinking, but they have to be getting the right one, and sometimes it's trial and error with changes required til you get the magic bullet. Mom'll never by Pollyanna, but she is less hateful and unreasonable when she is on her antidepressants.