I finally got pushed to the edge by the house guests from hell.
When they got me a complaint on my job because of the barking dogs, and their dog attacked my dog (again), well I finally snapped.
I was doing every thing I could to keep the peace, to the point that I was staying in my room for 20 hours a day, only coming out to use the bathroom, get something to eat, or go out.
So I finally decided that if they were going to fuck with me and my job, well I hope he doesn’t need sleep to do his job because he isn’t going to get any here.
One of the things my sister said when she got here was that she wanted to break up my mother and her bf. Well I found out from someone else one of her plans also is to drive me out.
GAME ON!
So I put on my 2 year old diaper pants and I started slamming doors, and making noise and teasing my dog with treats at 2am to get him to bark. I slammed cabinets doors, rattled ice cube trays, banged pots and pans, and when the two of them went out I locked the storm door behind them so they couldn’t get back in until somebody who cared enough to let them in heard them banging. It sure as hell wasn’t going to be me. I made snide remarks, criticized everything they did.
I did back to them every damn thing they have done to me over the last 10 months.
They folded in under 24 hours. Too bad because I was just getting started.
So the truce lasted about a week, and my sister started her shit again. I knew she would, she’s just a miserable bitch who looks for shit to start. It started because her one of her dogs got sick and she started screaming at me that I did something to her dog to make her sick. How in the hell I can give a dog a cough??? She got right in my face, I thought she was going to hit me. Then she threatened to kill my dog in retaliation. I finally realized she is a lunatic, I think she really is mentally ill. Her asshole husband actually believes her, that I did something to their dog.
That did it though. I’m tired of her fucking lunacy and her goddamn husband who has put me down over and over and actually believes the lies that come out of her mouth. He thinks he is so smart because he has two degrees and makes 6 figures, and constantly tells me I am a loser and need a shrink because 1 I didn’t finish college 2 I don’t make 6 figures and 3 because I’m not married.
I really lost it.
Everybody in the house and probably the neighbors too got an earful of what I think of them, and how sick I am of them, and well let’s just say I was very very very nasty. I said he wasn’t a man, and that maybe if somebody gave him some little blue pills my sister wouldn’t be such a bitch. I mean that level of nasty. My mother kept asking me to stop, she kept telling me to stop, and I couldn’t. Ten months of pent up anger at his insults and her bullshit, well I was hoarse when I was done.
The problem is, I’m not done.
It just keeps coming out, big ways and little ways it is all coming out. Like I have no control over it anymore.
And I don’t like being out of control, and I really don’t know how to stop.
This behavior is beneath me and I know it.
I’m thinking about going to stay with a friend for a while, but I would have to leave my son and dog behind.
I had found a place again to leave and my mother keeps asking me to stay. I think she is worried if I leave my sister and her husband will take over. She says she wants them out, but she doesn’t throw them out. Now she says the four of us should move out and let my sister and bil stay here. I know they want me out because they want the house.
Nevermind I need to do what’s right for me and my kid.
Apartment hunting it is.
I’m sorry, I’m just rambling, there’s nothing anybody can do anyway.