My aunt called a few days ago worried about my mom, because she told my aunt she wants her to come get her.
My aunt lives thousands of miles away, so coming to get her isn’t an option, but she knows it’s not necessary, anyway. She knows my mom has been forgetting more and more, getting more and more confused, more and more angry. She asked me to keep her in the loop, text her every few days, to let her know what’s going on.
So I texted her what my dad said the other day about just trying to cope, and how my mom hates everything, and she writes back
Thank you. I feel helpless. I know my sister very well. She has been angry for most of her life. It’s manifesting more now with her angry expressions. When I see you I will explain it more. She experienced a lot of misery as a child. I was younger and unaware of all that was happening and in a sense she protected me from a lot. It wasn’t an easy time for her.
I know some of the story, about growing up in foster care and then a Masonic home until she was a junior in high school, about wrongly blaming her father for their destitution, about working for three decades for the same angry mother who didn’t want to raise her.
But maybe I don’t know the whole story.