My mom doesn't listen?

Question

There are so many branches off this problem. But this is the main problem. She is always jumping to conclusions and says she trusts me, but doesn't act on it. Seriously, why was I born to the biggest hypocrite on the planet?! I trust her and she lies to me, she doesn't trust me and I have never lied to her (I SWEAR). She says she hates liars! And she seriously just blocks me out. I have to call to her 10 times for her to hear me. She gets mad at me because She is the one who jumped to conclusions about what I did (when in reality, there is nothing I did). If I ever try to sit down and talk to her about it, she just pulls the guilt factor on me and starts crying saying that she's a bad mom. SHE PUTS WORDS IN MY MOUTH. She gets mad at me when I point out these things and yells at me for yelling (I didn't even yell! I actually sit her down and actually talk) I have told her multiple times I think she's great (she has made great sacrifices for us and I apreciate that) but she should try to be more reasonable with me, but she just gets mad at me for weeks saying that I just think she's a bad mom and that she should leave. WHAT?She automatically assumes I'm mad at her if I don't talk to her in the car, and then insists I am for the rest of the day. I love my mom but sometimes I don't feel heard and I think our relationship would be better if I was heard.What should I do?

Answer 1

I hear your frustration. Sit down and write your mother a letter explaining what you did here.

Sometimes people don't understand that communicating is listening, understanding and speaking. All of these have to be present to term it communication.

You might also suggest in the letter that the two of you go to counseling to learn how to communicate with each other. Counseling isn't a bad thing, just means sometimes you need help in order to be better. And don't leave out that you love her.

Best wishes.

Answer 2

Look up Borderline Personality Disorder. See if any of that looks familiar to you.

If it does, you might should know there is no medication for any personality disorder. It isn't a chemical instability, instead it is a problem with how they think, which medication can't regulate. Therapy can help, but only if the person is willing to realize they have a problem, and actively work to correct it, of which many with personality disorders are unwilling/unable to do.

She isn't going to hear you, and the best you can do, is not buy into her guilt trips. Be polite, be respectful, and don't waste your time arguing with her, as it isn't going to change anything, instead, walk away. Reaffirm that you love her, and respect her, and walk away. If needed, tell her you need time to cool off/ whatever, call it a "time out" and walk away, until she calms down and regroups.

By the way, therapy for you, if she refuses to get help for her, can give you an outlet, and techniques for dealing with her.

Answer 3

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Answer 4

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Answer 5

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