kristadb
11-15-03, 06:48 AM
I live with my real mother, Debbie (again, do not refer to her as my "mom") and her bf. I moved in with them 2 years ago, after my marriage ended, losing my job, my apartment, my car, my bank account, all financial independence and had no where else to go in this town other then a woman's shelter or a city park. Oh, and defaulted on my student loans. And I also could not be rented another apartment because a) I had no job and b) I lost my credit.
It took 2 years to find a steady, permanent job that paid a decent wage. I've been living here for 2 years. For two years, despite having nearly no money and surviving off any type of causal or contract work I could find, I paid my rent and bills here. Every month.
But, do I get treated like a tenant? No. Do I get respected for being another human being? No.
Despite my asthma, despite my allergies, they both smoked in the house. The bf had a massive heart attack last year around this time. So now they only smoke in the house half the time. I have a cold or flu or respitatory infection every 4-6 weeks for 2 years.
I've endured her telling all the neighbours, people I don't even know, that I'm her daughter, that she's my "mom", that her bf is my "dad", that I lost my job and they "took me in and took care of me", that I declared bankruptcy.. shall I go on?
I'm a private person in RL. I don't like people butting into my life, nor do I liek people telling the details of my life without my permission. I've tried explaining this. Mom called and explained it. Dad called and explained it. Her daughter called and explained it. And what does that get me? She refers to herself to me, in front of her co-workers, as "mom". I swear it's to piss me off.
Now, since I've gotten this job, she keeps acting overbearing. Telling me what to do with my money. Telling me what clothes I should and shouldn't wear. Making fun of me. Mocking me.
Then, I bring up that I will be trying to move out soon, fyi, and she gets all weird and crap. "Don't move out. Stay and save your money. No wait. You hate us and can't wait to go away." I respond, "I told you this would be temporary. It took longer then I wanted it to, but the time is here." She gets all angry and calls my family members, saying how I hate her and how mean I am. Of course, my family (other then mom and dad) believe her...then call mom and dad and say all these things to them...thereby hurting them a lot (my parents are senior citizens, btw). it is cruel, it is selfish, it is wrong.
I am trying to get enough money together to move out. But, money isn't the main problem. No one will rent to me because of my money troubles. No one. So, I have to get someone to rent an apartment in their name and have me move in and then, after a couple months, annouce that I am "living" with them there. My bf is trying to hammer out the details of his divorce. Last thing he needs is to have an apartment to get bickered over.
Occasionally, there comes a person who I am incapable of speaking to. Debbie is one of them. I swear, it is like talking to the wind. Simple things - pls don't let Sputnik (cat) go outside when it's dark. His night vision is poor and he can't see; even if he is only at the end of the walk. So what does she do? i come home at 11pm and here is sputnik, in the parking lot, crying because he can't find his way home. Doesn't even leave the light on over the door for him. I tell her he can't go out. She says, "he wanted to go out. you weren't here to listen to him cry."
Or she gets mad when my friends call at 10 am on a weekend because she likes to sleep downstairs in teh living room on the sofa and the phone is next to her head. But, when I explain that a) she can go to her bedrom to sleep, where there is no phone, she flips out or b) (my favorite) I explain that she has people calling at 12, 1am on work nights, or when she lights up a cig indoors at 2am and it wakes me up...It's apparently not the same.
ARG! I am so sick of trying. I've tried to be civil, but it isn't working. I don't want to argue with her. I don't want to have anything to do with her. I just want to have somewhere that I can come home to. Instead, I have a tobacco scummed up furniture (most I've given to her since I'll never get the stench out of it - especially considering she SMOKES all over my things), a neighbourhood of people I can't talk to because they piss me off when they ask how "my mom and dad are doing" (I answer - they're enjoying the fall in Newfoundland. I'm hoping to visit them in January) or "how is the money thing, now that you got a job?" Excuse me?!?!? My mother doens't even ask that!!
:dizzy:
It took 2 years to find a steady, permanent job that paid a decent wage. I've been living here for 2 years. For two years, despite having nearly no money and surviving off any type of causal or contract work I could find, I paid my rent and bills here. Every month.
But, do I get treated like a tenant? No. Do I get respected for being another human being? No.
Despite my asthma, despite my allergies, they both smoked in the house. The bf had a massive heart attack last year around this time. So now they only smoke in the house half the time. I have a cold or flu or respitatory infection every 4-6 weeks for 2 years.
I've endured her telling all the neighbours, people I don't even know, that I'm her daughter, that she's my "mom", that her bf is my "dad", that I lost my job and they "took me in and took care of me", that I declared bankruptcy.. shall I go on?
I'm a private person in RL. I don't like people butting into my life, nor do I liek people telling the details of my life without my permission. I've tried explaining this. Mom called and explained it. Dad called and explained it. Her daughter called and explained it. And what does that get me? She refers to herself to me, in front of her co-workers, as "mom". I swear it's to piss me off.
Now, since I've gotten this job, she keeps acting overbearing. Telling me what to do with my money. Telling me what clothes I should and shouldn't wear. Making fun of me. Mocking me.
Then, I bring up that I will be trying to move out soon, fyi, and she gets all weird and crap. "Don't move out. Stay and save your money. No wait. You hate us and can't wait to go away." I respond, "I told you this would be temporary. It took longer then I wanted it to, but the time is here." She gets all angry and calls my family members, saying how I hate her and how mean I am. Of course, my family (other then mom and dad) believe her...then call mom and dad and say all these things to them...thereby hurting them a lot (my parents are senior citizens, btw). it is cruel, it is selfish, it is wrong.
I am trying to get enough money together to move out. But, money isn't the main problem. No one will rent to me because of my money troubles. No one. So, I have to get someone to rent an apartment in their name and have me move in and then, after a couple months, annouce that I am "living" with them there. My bf is trying to hammer out the details of his divorce. Last thing he needs is to have an apartment to get bickered over.
Occasionally, there comes a person who I am incapable of speaking to. Debbie is one of them. I swear, it is like talking to the wind. Simple things - pls don't let Sputnik (cat) go outside when it's dark. His night vision is poor and he can't see; even if he is only at the end of the walk. So what does she do? i come home at 11pm and here is sputnik, in the parking lot, crying because he can't find his way home. Doesn't even leave the light on over the door for him. I tell her he can't go out. She says, "he wanted to go out. you weren't here to listen to him cry."
Or she gets mad when my friends call at 10 am on a weekend because she likes to sleep downstairs in teh living room on the sofa and the phone is next to her head. But, when I explain that a) she can go to her bedrom to sleep, where there is no phone, she flips out or b) (my favorite) I explain that she has people calling at 12, 1am on work nights, or when she lights up a cig indoors at 2am and it wakes me up...It's apparently not the same.
ARG! I am so sick of trying. I've tried to be civil, but it isn't working. I don't want to argue with her. I don't want to have anything to do with her. I just want to have somewhere that I can come home to. Instead, I have a tobacco scummed up furniture (most I've given to her since I'll never get the stench out of it - especially considering she SMOKES all over my things), a neighbourhood of people I can't talk to because they piss me off when they ask how "my mom and dad are doing" (I answer - they're enjoying the fall in Newfoundland. I'm hoping to visit them in January) or "how is the money thing, now that you got a job?" Excuse me?!?!? My mother doens't even ask that!!
:dizzy: