Since beginning dialysis, the relationship I have with my mother has been declining and we are now at an all time low. Several weeks ago, we were going back and forth and round and round about giving me space (I wanted it). Right or wrong, I wanted to be left alone. She would not let it be and she would use any excuse she could find to contact me to find out how I was doing. She would call me about anything, sometimes it would be legit and other times I felt like she was prying into my condition and just wanted to talk to me. One time, she hadn't heard from me in over a week. I had just returned home from a session and I was lying in bed when I heard someone at my door. I just ignored it for a minute and then I heard my front door start to open. It was my mother. She had gotton a key to my apartment without my knowing or approval (advice from someone). Although I am not a parent myself I can certainly appreciate the love a mother has for her children. I am 31 years old, not exactly a child. So, she lets herself in and insists that we need to talk, "right now". I was outraged! I'm feeling worthless (physically) and she decides we have to talk right now? See, my mother has always been overprotective. She lost a child years ago and has always been very protective, to the point where she might be doing more harm than good (IMO). Well, I wound up yelling at her, telling her to get lost, and slamming the door behind her. I felt my privacy had been totally violated. To make a long story short, I sought help from my grandparents to keep her off my back for awhile. I called them, they called her. It was actually her dad that spoke with her and told her to leave me alone and try the "not to contact me for awhile" approach. Several days after talking with my grandparents I e-mailed my mom for some help with organizing some bills and obtaining medical records. E-mail came back "delivery failed". So that evening, I tried calling her at home. I get a recording - phone disconnected! Somehow we went from me wanting to be left alone to her cutting herself off from the entire family. Now she has written me a letter concerning the help which I was origionally seeking weeks ago because SHE needs to. I feel like, "where were you when I needed to talk about it?". I don't even know what I am asking or why I'm writing this. I guess I just need to talk about it and get it off of my chest. I am really worried about her but I don't have the energy to deal with what I am considering to be childish behavior from a grown adult. I know she has emotional problems as we all do (some more than others), and that she is my mom, but I just can't deal with it. It's almost as if she is overshadowing my troubles with her inability to handle my physical condition. I am so bothered by the situation I don't know how to feel. Sometimes I am angry with her, sometimes I am worried about her. I know she has battled with depression for many years and her inability to handle this kidney disease that I have is crippling her. I just don't feel like I am the one to help her. The popular opinion in my extended family is that if I talk with her about my condition she would be happy. I don't want to talk about it though (not with her) and I defiantly don't want to talk about it for the pourpose of helping her. I feel like I would be enabling her and saying to her that it is okay to act as she has, but I don't. I mean, I never said I will never talk about things, I only wanted some time, and now she has turned the telephone off and shut down her e-mail account. This is turning into one of those "Two tears in a bucket and @#!@ it" situations and I don't want to say that about my mother. I do feel as though I have to take care of number one (me) first, and if I don't feel comfortable talking to someone I don't think I should have to. I am an adult. I could use the support but shouldn't it be on my terms?