Those Whiny Inlaws

11 01 2014

I have a confession to make. I hate talking with my mother-in-law. Why? Because she’s a whiner.

I know we need to have some patient with the elderly, but sometimes it ‘s better to avoid the problems in the first place.

She gets depressed and then she starts to think, going over and over all the worst things that have happened in her life, and then she thinks of all the mistakes she’s made. Then she moves on to all the mean things her husband, relatives and friends have done to her. It becomes a huge ball of darkness that weighs down on her and makes her unable to think of anything else.

She’s been on medications for her mental health issues over the years, but refuses to take them most of the time. She won’t help herself. She’d rather whine and be a martyr.

I had been her nearly sole support and outlet for her feelings for two years or more, but since her move to the senior’s home, she and I have not been meeting up via the computer like we used to do. My health issues, also, have been another reason.

I won’t ever go back to the way it was – her complaining, while I listened. It was too much of a downer for me.

She now has activities at the senior’s home so she doesn’t need to rely on me as her only interaction with the outside world anymore. I am glad of that. I can stay away without feeling too bad. I deserved better. That is something I have learned over this past year.

So she is there, and I am here, and I am happy. Her, not so much.




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