When the people you love are your Anxiety.
Posted: January 14th, 2015, 9:20 pm
History: I have Generalized Anxiety Disorder and recurrent Major Depressive Disorder. My mom is a major historical cause and trigger of my anxiety. She herself is an anxious person who is incapable of handling her emotions that usually lead to crying/yelling/ freaking out (very close to my own reaction). This has lead to my mom emotionally unloading on me all my life (i.e., relationship issues, money trouble, job stress, and negative opinions of my father). As a result, I'm a major worrier, generally anxious person, an all day negative thinker, and person who generally hates to talk about anything. In response, a year after college graduation my mom was moving back with my step dad (they were separated and we were living with my aunt) i found my current job and was able to support myself financially. I stayed with my aunt and so began my move to distance myself from my mom. I should also mention we had a very close unhealthy relationship when i was a child (i was my moms emotional support when she wasn't in a relationship).
Issue: After almost two years of living on my own (now in my own apartment) my mom is beginning to emotionally unload again. During those two years i wouldn't talk to my mom very often. Then i felt like my mom stopped parenting and stopped telling me what i should do. i felt she was finally beginning to see me as an adult person, not her property or object. With the exception of a few personality issues that i know i just need to accept (she's always going to be her and will never acknowledge her own faults) things were going good. However, my mom is now again calling me to gossip and complain about family members or to frantically unload her problems on me.
Example 1 : She called me after my grandmothers house was burglarized crying and screaming (i didn't answer the first time so she left a message saying i never answer my phone when she needs me). She called to tell me she was the only one who ever did anything for my grandmother, who lives in another Country. That everyone one need to step up and do something. That my aunt was a selfish person and that she called her to tell her so and that she needed to get to my grandmothers house to do something. I mostly stayed silent on the phone ( i can tell my mom gets mad because i have no emotional reaction).
Example 2 : My mom is being asked to leave her apartment because she just bought a dog and the new owners are not okay with pets. My mom called to tell me she was being evicted and what should she do. She wanted me to cite landlord tenant law and when i told her i didn't know anything about that she seemed annoyed. My mom tends to fish around asking what she should do so i can offer to look into it and handle the problem for her. (She isn't being evicted, her lease isn't up for a few months but the new owners can impose the new rule after the end of her lease). I also do things for my mom like her taxes or pull credit score because my mom refuses to learn how and when i try to teach her it ends in another crying yelling episode. Although, i recently started acting like i don't know how to do anything else so i haven't added to the list of my skills she knows about.
I love my mom, she's my mom. But after every episode my heart races, i can't sleep and i lay in bed awake feeling my heart flip flop around. For the following week it gets harder to keep my anxiety and depression at bay. I felt i was getting better with those issues. What do i need to do to be a good daughter and still take care of myself?
Sorry this is so long and the weird format. But i needed to do it this way or it would be a long rambling run on sentence.
Thank you.
P.S. After writing this, my heart stopped racing from the most recent phone call.
Issue: After almost two years of living on my own (now in my own apartment) my mom is beginning to emotionally unload again. During those two years i wouldn't talk to my mom very often. Then i felt like my mom stopped parenting and stopped telling me what i should do. i felt she was finally beginning to see me as an adult person, not her property or object. With the exception of a few personality issues that i know i just need to accept (she's always going to be her and will never acknowledge her own faults) things were going good. However, my mom is now again calling me to gossip and complain about family members or to frantically unload her problems on me.
Example 1 : She called me after my grandmothers house was burglarized crying and screaming (i didn't answer the first time so she left a message saying i never answer my phone when she needs me). She called to tell me she was the only one who ever did anything for my grandmother, who lives in another Country. That everyone one need to step up and do something. That my aunt was a selfish person and that she called her to tell her so and that she needed to get to my grandmothers house to do something. I mostly stayed silent on the phone ( i can tell my mom gets mad because i have no emotional reaction).
Example 2 : My mom is being asked to leave her apartment because she just bought a dog and the new owners are not okay with pets. My mom called to tell me she was being evicted and what should she do. She wanted me to cite landlord tenant law and when i told her i didn't know anything about that she seemed annoyed. My mom tends to fish around asking what she should do so i can offer to look into it and handle the problem for her. (She isn't being evicted, her lease isn't up for a few months but the new owners can impose the new rule after the end of her lease). I also do things for my mom like her taxes or pull credit score because my mom refuses to learn how and when i try to teach her it ends in another crying yelling episode. Although, i recently started acting like i don't know how to do anything else so i haven't added to the list of my skills she knows about.
I love my mom, she's my mom. But after every episode my heart races, i can't sleep and i lay in bed awake feeling my heart flip flop around. For the following week it gets harder to keep my anxiety and depression at bay. I felt i was getting better with those issues. What do i need to do to be a good daughter and still take care of myself?
Sorry this is so long and the weird format. But i needed to do it this way or it would be a long rambling run on sentence.
Thank you.
P.S. After writing this, my heart stopped racing from the most recent phone call.