Your story about hip lady made me wanna share something that happened to my mom and an elderly lady she supported. My mom was a nurse, so she's very good at listening and is very supportive without imposing her beliefs on others. This elderly lady I'll call farm lady, because her and her husband owned a farmland next door to my parents. My mom befriended farm lady's husband in a neighborly way, and eventually found him deceased in the woods near the farm. After that is when she befriended farm lady because she'd come over a lot more to process her grief and she was very creative and liked writing poetry. Anyways my mom and her became good friends. My parents took care of the farmland for free basically, mowing it and such. They were ""Given"" the horses owned by farm lady's husband and also took care of them even though if they couldn't use the farmland then they couldn't keep the horses obviously. I was a bit silently upset at all this because I felt my parents generosity was being taken advantage of for free land and horse care but what ever, family tragedy meant being outside and being with someone else in their grief was very therapeutic. My mom especially would spend lot of time with farm lady and would take her out to eat. Farm lady had daughters but they weren't involved, and actually they kept pestering her to sell the farmland for the money but she was 100% insistent that she'd keep that land until she died and then her daughters could sell it. During this time she also discovered that her husband had been cheating on her after she went through her things, and she didn't feel she could talk to her daughters about this so my mom became her support in that way too. They were very very close.
Anyways, eventually my mom said she had an idea to do a gift for farm lady, to put together a poetry "book" for her, of all her poems. Farm lady gave her the poems, and my mom painstakingly typed up hundreds of poems, and I helped where I could. Eventually I had the bright idea of instead of just printing these and putting them in a notebook, why don't we find a service that lets you vanity publish your own books, so you can order just a few copies and make it feel really special for her. It wasn't cheap, few hundred dollars, but this was my mom's special friend and so I enrolled my spouse who knows how to edit and typeset so it was honestly very professionally done, whereas if you paid the service it was like an extra 2,000!! After all is said and done farm lady loves the book she gets, and i ordered 1 extra for me and 1 extra for my mom and a few extra for farm lady to give her family. She's very happy, and it makes us all feel good to have done something for her. It was 0 cost for her, we refused all payment, and did it from our own time and wallet happily.
Half a year later she reaches out to ask if we could print more books for her to give to her extended family for Christmas. in this time, one of her daughters has also moved in with her to "take care of her" (she wasn't really, often just trying to get her to sell the land and move into an assisted living, so it seems the daughter just wanted her house/money). We said ok, but this time could she please pay us back for this order of books, since it is not super cheap, here is an exact quote? She said sure of course. We paid for it upfront for my mom since it was another couple hundred which was a big strain, and farm lady got her books, and she got the receipt. My mom waited for the check.
Eventually, farm lady reaches out and says to my mom: "well, my daughters wonder why do I have to pay for these books? I let you "enjoy" my farmland and keep "your" horses on it for "free" so why can't you just pay for the books out of gratitude?" It's totally out of character and unexpected, we are very upset. My mom tells her we told you how much it'd be before ordering them and you agreed that you'd pay for them since we paid for and did all the work for the first batch, right? And we take care of your land, mow it, keep it from growing out of control, take care of your husband's horses which you love visiting, and never ask for compensation at all despite us being much poorer than your family (obviously) and this being a financial strain.
Farm lady comes back with "my grand daughter thinks that you do all these things at the farmland because you plan on squatting there and taking it" and that's it, my mom says we're done, how dare you call us squatters and be so ungrateful after all we've done for you. My mom sold the horses in the next 3 days, and tore up the check for the books, and severed the relationship instantly. The farm lady sold the farmland the next year. I guess they realized how expensive it'd be to hire people to do all my parents did, and her daughters certainly weren't helping. We haven't spoken to her since but it has left such a bitterness. Her daughters were not there for her, but my mom was selflessly, but then one daughter moves in with her and poisons their relationship maybe out of jealously. There was nothing to be done about it, I guess.
That was a long story and I'm sorry, it's not just like your situation, but I guess it's to commiserate about doing something out of the goodness of your heart and it being thrown back in your face that echoed in my mind. I think hip lady did what she did for the reason you said about you being the only person in her life she can vent her frustrations on. That she has to be the one taking care of her shithead husband, and no one helps her (but you) and she snapped and displaced it onto you unfairly.
Ohh thank you for sending me this story, I relate to it! I am so glad it was your mom who cut the contact, that was outrageous behaviour.
She helped the farm lady so much and just out of generosity and compassion, I didn't think there were people so kind anymore. And that is a lot of cost that went into it too! Being called a squatter after that was like a slap in the face. It would leave anyone bitter and upset.
I do also think it's interesting how after exploiting kindness for free they suddenly realize this would actually be expensive to pay and quit the entire thing. Failing to appreciate kindness suddenly becomes costly.
I've done crazy thing for neughbours before, even before the hip lady there was one old neighbour who was sick and I felt so bad for her I worked there every day, even if she didn't pay me. And just like in your case, she was ungrateful, accused me of things, and eventually insulted me to the point I cut contact. It really did feel like my heart being thrown back in my face.
Thank you for validating my suspicions about the hip lady, and to everyone who commented with suppprt! I felt better reading this and all of the comments. You all are very kind and I like you.












