Visited mum's house today. First time I've been in 16 or so years - she doesn't welcome visitors (she has car insurance issues so finally we can actually stop her just going home after visiting us for Xmas). Was bracing myself, and had an idea what to expect, but far worse than I expected. House completely full of "rubbish", kitchen totally disgusting, half eaten and mouldy food all around house - it appears she buys lots of going out of date food, but has no electricity so no fridge to keep it in (amongst lots of stuff we've only just found out). Filled two car boots with bin bags of rubbish to the tip, but barely even scratched the hallway - skip next time I think.
Was going to name change for this as clearly I've been an awful son, but have had enough whisky (in an attempt to get the smell/taste of mould out of my throat - it's not working) not to care. Mum is sitting next to me - I don't think she gets that there was anything wrong with her living conditions, or that she hasn't had car insurance for 9 months (court summons amongst mouldering pile of unopened post).
Struggling to work out what to think - combination of guilt, anger and pity. Flame away - I feel I deserve it - my only excuse is living 2.5 hours away and knowing she didn't want us to tell her what to do (so now we're telling her she's not ever going to live there again - it needs striping back to bare walls, rewiring etc. before being habitable to anybody normal - not totally sure she's even up to sheltered housing).
Please tell me I'm not the only person on STW to have experienced this.