Its a parent. At times, both parents when they are together. I am at my wits end with this. A sibling distanced as much as possible decades ago for same reasons. I feel the sibling is the only one who truly understands what they are like.
I can't cut ties as I am or will be their caregiver & final arrangements handler. At times, I feel stuck with no escape.
Just tell me, when they pass, will it get better? Its the only hope I see right now. No I'm not wishing it or planning it. Its just the only hope I can cling to right now and I need it.
They are 80's but been like this my entire almost 50 yr old life. Nothing is going to change. They have no true friends. People don't really want to be around them once the true them comes out. They are masters at putting on smiling faces & pretending like everything is peachy keen. And then soon after, the true self comes out.
My mother is the worse of the 2. I think she pushes my dad until he blows up. They do not speak. Every word of out their mouth is accusatory, snide, verbal jabs or arguements. I grew up & still am in the middle. As they feel they need to constantly tell me (and others) about the other one. Or they use me to communicate to each other. Tell him this. Ask her this. No matter who is around. Out in the yard, screaming matches.
I just want to run away when around them. Other people do.

I see parts of myself in them, because these are the techniques I learned growing up on how to treat people.
It sucks. I hate it.
I can't cut ties as I am or will be their caregiver & final arrangements handler. At times, I feel stuck with no escape.
Just tell me, when they pass, will it get better? Its the only hope I see right now. No I'm not wishing it or planning it. Its just the only hope I can cling to right now and I need it.
They are 80's but been like this my entire almost 50 yr old life. Nothing is going to change. They have no true friends. People don't really want to be around them once the true them comes out. They are masters at putting on smiling faces & pretending like everything is peachy keen. And then soon after, the true self comes out.
My mother is the worse of the 2. I think she pushes my dad until he blows up. They do not speak. Every word of out their mouth is accusatory, snide, verbal jabs or arguements. I grew up & still am in the middle. As they feel they need to constantly tell me (and others) about the other one. Or they use me to communicate to each other. Tell him this. Ask her this. No matter who is around. Out in the yard, screaming matches.
I just want to run away when around them. Other people do.
I see parts of myself in them, because these are the techniques I learned growing up on how to treat people.
It sucks. I hate it.



In about 15 minutes I won't care.
from other people, which was a small comfort. My BIL did me a good turn and told DH what he missed, since MIL never does this in front of him he has a tendency to believe I am overly sensitive, one thing I am not. It seems my husband and I are destined to be forced into tolerating toxic no matter what we do
It takes heaps of effort to find your own particular recipe for happy but it is possible to heal yourself, and you are worth it