For the past twelve years, I’ve enjoyed a mostly happy life after marrying into my husband’s wonderful family, leaving behind the chaos of my own. However, I now find myself questioning that decision. My mother-in-law, who suffers from Alzheimer’s, has turned me into her primary caregiver, a role I never intended to take on.
No one formally assigned me this responsibility; it just happened. Out of six sons and their partners, everyone else is “too busy.” To me, that phrase translates to them not caring much since she’s no longer funding lavish family trips. They also know I’ll step in to handle things.
Caring for her isn’t easy, and I can’t pretend I’ve always liked her. She’s the type who prizes expensive china and decorates her home with fresh flowers daily, while I’m content with a reliable car and the occasional plastic utensils. We are fundamentally different, and she has never hesitated to point that out, often publicly. I never expected to be the one she relies on the most.
Fortunately, her condition has made her a bit easier to deal with. Dementia has softened her former rigidity and narcissism; her once biting humor has dulled, and she now embodies a gentler, more grandmotherly figure. But while I should be grateful for this change, a lingering resentment looms over me.
As her memory has faded, family members seem to have distanced themselves even more. They live within a five-mile radius yet rarely make the effort to visit or even answer her calls. I’ve taken on the bulk of the responsibilities, ensuring she eats, bathes, and remembers her medication.
Occasionally, family members offer small gestures, like my sister-in-law arranging a pedicure for her. Yet, the burden of transportation ultimately falls on me. It’s always “someone” needs to do this or that, and it’s painfully clear who that “someone” is.
When my brother-in-law announced he’d visit her, it coincided with a scheduled appointment with her physical therapist. His suggestion to reschedule felt inconsiderate, and I found myself wondering when I became the designated caregiver and family organizer. Despite their empty praises—“You’re amazing!” or “I could never handle this!”—no one has stepped up to actually help me. Their compliments feel like condescension rather than genuine support.
Friends have advised me to step back from this role, but how can I leave an elderly woman with Alzheimer’s to fend for herself? I don’t know how this situation will unfold, but I refuse to continue being the family’s default caregiver.
I’ve heard that family dynamics often fracture after a parent passes away, revealing true character. Although my mother-in-law is still alive, I feel similarly abandoned and resentful. What once felt like a tight-knit family has become a source of frustration and bitterness for me.
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Summary
The author reflects on her unexpected role as the primary caregiver for her mother-in-law, who suffers from Alzheimer’s. While her condition has made her more bearable, the author grapples with resentment towards her husband’s family for their lack of involvement. The article explores the emotional toll of caregiving and the complexities of family dynamics amidst challenging circumstances.