Remember that song by Bell, Biv and Devoe? Poison? Well poison has always been a part of my mother’s life. As far back and I can remember…from the time I was a small child, she has always believed that various coworkers, family members and even me have been trying to poison her. It is part of the paranoia that she has. Last night she accused me once again of trying to poison her. How? Ice cream. I bought ice cream about 8 months ago….little pint sizes and she had a friend over and decided to eat it. I was saving it for me. They had a pint container each about a month ago. They did not finish it all so both containers went back in the freezer. They threw away the lids and just put saran wrap over it.
Well, I was eating dinner by myself in the kitchen and she came in and sat down and asked me what happened to her ice cream. I at first had no idea what she was talking about. I asked her what she was talking about. She had my buy her popcycles day before yesterday. Was that it? They were in the freezer. No. She was talking about my special icecream. She said it was now discolored and she wanted to know what I had done to it. I just looked at her.
Here we go again.
I told her I had not a clue as to what she was talking about. She said I did and that I must be mad that she and her friend ate my icecream without asking so I must have done something to it. She said she thinks I put poison in the ice cream and that it is not a good thing to think that your own family is trying to poison her. I told her I agreed and and that it was very bizarre and crazy for her to think that. Then I tried to make light of it and I said yes…that is the ticket. I am trying to poison you. Then I rolled my eyes and said she was crazy again and she then said I was the bizarre one. I told her no….I was not the one who constantly things that people are trying to poison me.
I got up and left. I was slighly upset because these things are so out of left field. I have heard them all before but they still have the ability to hurt my feelings. You would think I would be over that now. I told her to get real and that if anything in a freezer looked discolored it was due to freezer burn. She and her friend Maggie did not put the tops back on the ice cream..just saran wrap….so it had to be freezer burn.
Then she ran down the list of all the times she thinks me and other people poisoned her.
Me–poisoned milk about 5 months ago. I told my child not to drink from a carton of old milk mom had in the fridge because it was spoiled. I tasted it and it was spoiled. Mom claims the milk was good and that it was poisoned by me so after that she has been afraid to drink milk for fear of me poisoning the milk.
Me–she claims I tried to poison beef when I was in high school. It was a new recipe I tried for the first time and she did not like the taste. She said it was poisoned. We all ate it for dinner and no one got sick…yet she was poisoned and I did it.
Others–on many occasions she claims and still claims to this day that co-workers put arsonic in her salad in the fridge in the employee breakroom. She got a virus and claims it was due to poisoned salad.
Others–a poisonus dust was placed all over her desk at work that caused her to sneeze and have allergies
Others—a poisonous peach pit was placed in her trash can at work by others
The list goes on and on and on and she has been claiming this from as far back as I can remember in the first grade. With all that poisoning going on you would think that she would be dead by now from some form of poison. It just bothers me. I know she is mentally ill but accusations like that are still upsetting.
