HighSchoolGirly
Aug 1, 2010, 02:47 PM
I don't know where to being and that's kind of bothering me also. =/
My mom is 40 and has anxiety problems. She was diagnosed by her doctor a couple months ago. Her doctor gave her presciptions for paxil and xanax. She took the pills not even for a week and then she stopped taking them because they made her "feel funny." She had the same problem years ago. I remember when I was 8-12 it happened a lot. It somehow, by some miracle disappeared. And now it's back. She has panic attacks almost every time we leave the house. I try asking her what she thinks is wrong. She doesn't know which I really didn't expect her to know since it's a mental problem. She doesn't even remotly know. She responds with "I don't know. I can't leave. I just can't. I won't." I offered to take her to talk to a different dr. maybe a Psycologist or something and she can't do that because she can barley speak english so she doesn't know what to say.
I'm 18, I work, and I go to college. I have to go grocery shopping take my three sisters and brother everywhere they need and want to go. It's driving me crazy. I can't do it anymore. Today was the last straw for me. This past week has. We don't have a thing to eat in the fridge and we haven't for the past week. My mom won't go grocery shopping. She's refused over and over again. When I go shopping, she complains that I get too much junk food. What am I supposed to do? I'm 18 shopping with a 16 yr old, a 12 yr old, a 10 yr old and a 4 yr old. She doesn't even know what she wants me to bring home.
Today I begged her to go grocery shopping after I got home from an 8 hr shift. The kids were complaining about being hungry. She refused a couple times. Two hours later she came to my room asking to go. So we drove not even five minutes away to get gas and then head to the store. I got $35 in gas and then what do you know, my mom's sitting in the car, "Please take me home, take me home." I told her she was acting like a toddler and I told her that I can't stand this anymore and I kind of yelled about it. I started driving home again and she said "Okay lets go to the store." I make a K turn and now she starts crying again. Holy mother of Jesus. What am I to do?
This is seriously driving me crazy. I can't do this. And I feel terrible for saying this. I feel so selfish, so guilty, like I'm letting my whole family down. But this is so much stress on me. I'm starting to feel depressed. I can't do this anymore. I can't watch my mom be like this. It hurts way too much.
I'm very sorry if this whole thing is a rant but I no longer have friends to talk to. My mom ruined my social life. She calls me literally every 5 minutes when I leave the house to hangout with someone. I have boyfriend but my mom doesn't approve of him because he's not of the same religion (Which drives me nuts since we don't even practice our religion) so I can't really hang out with him and talk to him about this too much. My dad is a work a holic and only comes home to sleep now. I don't blame him.
I really know what I need from readers. Maybe a prayer or two? Maybe some advice on how to handle this and not let this drive me anymore crazy.
:(
My mom is 40 and has anxiety problems. She was diagnosed by her doctor a couple months ago. Her doctor gave her presciptions for paxil and xanax. She took the pills not even for a week and then she stopped taking them because they made her "feel funny." She had the same problem years ago. I remember when I was 8-12 it happened a lot. It somehow, by some miracle disappeared. And now it's back. She has panic attacks almost every time we leave the house. I try asking her what she thinks is wrong. She doesn't know which I really didn't expect her to know since it's a mental problem. She doesn't even remotly know. She responds with "I don't know. I can't leave. I just can't. I won't." I offered to take her to talk to a different dr. maybe a Psycologist or something and she can't do that because she can barley speak english so she doesn't know what to say.
I'm 18, I work, and I go to college. I have to go grocery shopping take my three sisters and brother everywhere they need and want to go. It's driving me crazy. I can't do it anymore. Today was the last straw for me. This past week has. We don't have a thing to eat in the fridge and we haven't for the past week. My mom won't go grocery shopping. She's refused over and over again. When I go shopping, she complains that I get too much junk food. What am I supposed to do? I'm 18 shopping with a 16 yr old, a 12 yr old, a 10 yr old and a 4 yr old. She doesn't even know what she wants me to bring home.
Today I begged her to go grocery shopping after I got home from an 8 hr shift. The kids were complaining about being hungry. She refused a couple times. Two hours later she came to my room asking to go. So we drove not even five minutes away to get gas and then head to the store. I got $35 in gas and then what do you know, my mom's sitting in the car, "Please take me home, take me home." I told her she was acting like a toddler and I told her that I can't stand this anymore and I kind of yelled about it. I started driving home again and she said "Okay lets go to the store." I make a K turn and now she starts crying again. Holy mother of Jesus. What am I to do?
This is seriously driving me crazy. I can't do this. And I feel terrible for saying this. I feel so selfish, so guilty, like I'm letting my whole family down. But this is so much stress on me. I'm starting to feel depressed. I can't do this anymore. I can't watch my mom be like this. It hurts way too much.
I'm very sorry if this whole thing is a rant but I no longer have friends to talk to. My mom ruined my social life. She calls me literally every 5 minutes when I leave the house to hangout with someone. I have boyfriend but my mom doesn't approve of him because he's not of the same religion (Which drives me nuts since we don't even practice our religion) so I can't really hang out with him and talk to him about this too much. My dad is a work a holic and only comes home to sleep now. I don't blame him.
I really know what I need from readers. Maybe a prayer or two? Maybe some advice on how to handle this and not let this drive me anymore crazy.
:(