malphy
05-04-2009, 10:02 AM
I am going to vent here and I am sure i will get flamed because it is not going to be nice. If I dont vent it somewhere I am going to go crazy.
I have a mil that is okay. I know how to deal w/her type (sneaky, 2-faced, nosybody). The problem is she has an illness that is slowly killing her. she has had the disease since I have know dh (23 years). It is painful and limits her in many ways and I constantly wonder how she is still alive. I feel very bad about her illness and her suffering so it makes it impossible for me to bitch about her other ways.
She needs help cooking etc and insists you do it her way. exactly her way. even to the way you stir things in the pot. She drives everyone crazy! We help you but we do it our way not your way. Sorry, we are not you. she also complains all the time about her illness. I mean constantly, the same thing over and over. She makes you feel awful. This has been going on since I have known her and I have no sympathy left.
I am more like a cat. I hide my discomfort as much as possible because I don't want others to feel bad. My mom was the same way. She died a miserable death herself from emphysema and it was hard as we got closer to the end. The difference is my mom didn't complain about it very often. My mom and i are very similar in that regard. I have a brother who is just like my mil and I have no patience for him either. All he does is complain and talk at inapproprate times about bodily functions.
Seriously, who wants to hear about your watery diahreah when they are about to eat a forkful of dinner.???!!!! (mil does this every single time we sit down to eat)
I wish God would end their suffering already. I know that sounds bad but it is hard to see them suffering, hard to feel so guilty because you are tired of hearing them complain incessantly. It is like our lives have a constant pall. We can't be happy, we cant be carefree, we cant just be a family (me, dh & dd) with our own problems --and believe me we have many.
i tell everyone i know that if I get like that I will euthanize myself. I would never want to put others thru what i have gone thru.
Im tired of the guilt, the sadness, resentment, anger and that there is no place (other than here and a Dr's office) that we can voice these feelings.
Thanks for listening , I am sure I have not made myself too clear but I am rushing. DD doesn't let me take too much time from her.
I have a mil that is okay. I know how to deal w/her type (sneaky, 2-faced, nosybody). The problem is she has an illness that is slowly killing her. she has had the disease since I have know dh (23 years). It is painful and limits her in many ways and I constantly wonder how she is still alive. I feel very bad about her illness and her suffering so it makes it impossible for me to bitch about her other ways.
She needs help cooking etc and insists you do it her way. exactly her way. even to the way you stir things in the pot. She drives everyone crazy! We help you but we do it our way not your way. Sorry, we are not you. she also complains all the time about her illness. I mean constantly, the same thing over and over. She makes you feel awful. This has been going on since I have known her and I have no sympathy left.
I am more like a cat. I hide my discomfort as much as possible because I don't want others to feel bad. My mom was the same way. She died a miserable death herself from emphysema and it was hard as we got closer to the end. The difference is my mom didn't complain about it very often. My mom and i are very similar in that regard. I have a brother who is just like my mil and I have no patience for him either. All he does is complain and talk at inapproprate times about bodily functions.
Seriously, who wants to hear about your watery diahreah when they are about to eat a forkful of dinner.???!!!! (mil does this every single time we sit down to eat)
I wish God would end their suffering already. I know that sounds bad but it is hard to see them suffering, hard to feel so guilty because you are tired of hearing them complain incessantly. It is like our lives have a constant pall. We can't be happy, we cant be carefree, we cant just be a family (me, dh & dd) with our own problems --and believe me we have many.
i tell everyone i know that if I get like that I will euthanize myself. I would never want to put others thru what i have gone thru.
Im tired of the guilt, the sadness, resentment, anger and that there is no place (other than here and a Dr's office) that we can voice these feelings.
Thanks for listening , I am sure I have not made myself too clear but I am rushing. DD doesn't let me take too much time from her.