This is a lifetime pattern with your mom that you are facing. Tell her you understand yet you need her to...
It was me that said that, but I didn't mean for you to ignore your own feelings. You could also say to her, "me too" when she mentions how overwhelmed she is so she gets that you have issues too. The thing to think about is you are the only one who can calm you down, and deal with your anxieties. Same with her. Telling her you realize how hard it is for her doesn't mean you are taking responsibility for her anxiety, it is just recognizing that she has it so she feels heard. Then you can work on yourself. Practice your grounding techniques, tell her you have to go practice your grounding techniques to quiet your anxiety, and can't be interrupted. I know you want to be heard by her too, but that will probably not happen. We hear you here, and know it is hard living with PTSD. Work on yourself, you are the most important person to you. Only you can fix you, calm you, and allow yourself your feelings.
I want to thank you both so much! That is so much more understanding that I've gotten from anyone in the past weeks, and I feel like I need it a lot. As I mentioned I've achieved some sort of piece. I also got money and finally gave my mom enough for 2 weeks, which seems to have calmed her down on this topic. I also tried to balance keeping my mouth shut in front of my parents by seeing a friend and also buying some things that weren't on my "must buy list" which is pretty long, but rather, from the things I usually put in my anxiety kit, like scrapbook paper and pictures that make me happy, hot chocolate instant packs and so on.
I'm trying to stand up for myself and do what I need to do for me as well. Also I paid a lot of my bills now that I finally got paid which does make me feel better. However...none of this is enough(either yet or in general). I feel like while I'm here I'll have to adhere to my parents needs and schedule a lot for different reasons and I feel like I'm constantly steamrolling over my own needs. I'm not sure I know a way for my moms and my needs to be met at the same time. It's been less than 2 weeks of being here and despite of getting enough hours of sleep, food and warm, and having paid mostly what I need to, I feel like my nerves are stretched to the end, like all my nerve endings are outside and I'm getting touchy at the smallest thing. I feel like my parents have no respect or acknowledgement for what I do and any time I complain they give me lecture of all the horrible things they went through. I did stand my ground and reminded them that I'm old enough now and I too have hard times...but I feel like I shouldn't need a 2 hour explanation for them to know that...right? I've been depressed and with little energy for months, and now that little energy is all constantly going to explain things to them. Despite of trying to cover my own needs I don't feel like I'm getting heard. And worse than that, I am afraid that on some level my parents feel the opposite, like I'm breaking all their rules of how they want to live, and that it's unfair of me to do that since they are older and not sure how many more years they have.
So despite all good things, which did bring me some joy and relief, I did wake today suffocating and panicking at the idea that I have to get through 3 months more of this. It's been 2 weeks and I'm at a breaking point, what will happen in 3 months? Even if we don't fight about money, it seems like we fight about almost anything else and if we don't, it's because we are going with some version of their way. So today I just...couldn't get out of bed. I had breakfast and I had 0 energy left. I had to say I didn't sleep and need rest(because physical things are shorter to explain). So I was in bed for most of the day, feeling like there is no way out, no way of making these months better, and that's a horrible feeling. Feeling so weak that I can't work makes me feel I'll never make enough money to live on my own again in 3 months, and that made me feel like it's all pointless...and that feeling scares me. It got so bad I considered spending more money and getting my own place in the same city while I have to be in this city- to at least have the space to work and take care of myself. But then I googled possible places and things have changed, and the cheapest rent of private place rather than a room, was double what I expected. I can't pay that. If I could, I would already be home to the new country where I've been living for 4 years.
I made a list of top 3 things I must do today if I feel I can't do anything, and I've done 2 out of 3 - so technically I shouldn't worry about all this today. I just really feel like there's limit to how much understanding I'll get from my mom, and it's faaar from enough, and my mental health right now isn't good enough to actually do the same as I used to do and comfort her. Except for doing what I'm doing(trying to restart my anxiety kit and exercises, get in less conflicts with her and try to give myself pep talks and encouragement)...may be there is no better solution right now. But I do feel down about myself, which is the same thing that happens around her a lot lately. My mental health is just as fragile as her and she is stomping all over it right now. I'll try to read affirmations and whatnot. I just feel really exhausted today. But thank you both so much, again! It does mean a lot, you guys writing all this.
This is a lifetime pattern with your mom that you are facing. Tell her you understand yet you need her to...
I think this is the problem. There is only place for one "dysfunctional" person in a house and my mental health isn't perfect either.
The physical boundaries are the thing getting to me a lot, because they don't have a guest room yet, and so I'm sleeping and working in the living room. So today while I was trying to get through my can't-get-out-of-bed day, my mom had to do something in the living room, and she put the light on, and because the fire was on to warm the whole house, she left the door open, which feels soooo intruding when I feel so anxious and depressed that I can't even move.
This is the only boundary issue I can't do anything about while I'm here, because well...it is there living room. But because of my PTSD privacy and being able to physically close a door and be alone with my thoughts is what I need the most. Is there any substitute to that? I feel like my need for feeling safe and alone is not getting fulfilled and if it isn't fulfilled this way, I have to find an alternative.