I'm really concerned about my Mom, who has been hallucinating and ranting hysterically for the last day. Maybe she took some drugs and she's having a bad reaction. Either way, I'm completely drained from having to deal with her. She's already been discharged from the hospital, who say she's just "a little high" and she's lucid enough that she can't be taken in forcefully. I'm just utterly fucking sick of having to deal with her raving, crying about all the illusory people that are tormenting her for hours on end, eating up my entire day because she's having a bad trip and wants more beer to help calm down. I want to live my own life and be happy, but fate has saddled me with the most pathetic creature on the planet to be a guilty millstone around my neck.
Can relate. My mom had a, for lack of a better term, break with reality a few weeks ago. Totally derailed me for two days. Also related to alcohol.
Haven't seen her in over 9 months. Every occasion to get together, she comes up with reasons (that may be valid) why she can't see me. Today, for Easter, we were supposed to get together and make lamb. Instead, she has a headache she's had for over a week and bowed out, again.
After everything I've been through with her, I've just learned to become numb to the feelings. You can only be let down, disappointed, imposed upon, freaked out, used for crisis response so many times before you finally just can't stay invested. It sucks man, I feel ya. Nobody ever told me growing up that the biggest thing I'd be dealing with as an adult with my parents wouldn't be them being infirm, but their mental states.