TL;DR I want to tell my mother off
Over the years I've always known that my mother is a piece of work. It feels like over the past 11 years though, it keeps getting progressively worse as the days pass by.
I long for the day that if she tries to yell at me over something trivial that I can fire back and tell her how horrible of a person I think she is.
Rewind about three years ago. I had sold my house that I had owned with my ex-fiancee and moved back in with my parents while I went back to school full time to get my degree. Not only did I pay them rent (which was their house payment), but I also took over paying for their internet as I needed a reliable decent connection for school. I was told that in doing this, they'd put aside $100 a month from what I was paying them to give to me as a "graduation" gift after I had gotten my degree.
Not even two months into moving in, my mother was involved in a minor car accident which she cried bloody murder over. The trauma that she said she experienced, the neck brace she had to wear, and the fear of being in a car with anyone was just ridiculous. After finding out the car wasn't totaled when my father said my mother was in the hospital getting checked out, I started to wonder what the deal was. The car was completely driveable and I saw with my own two eyes that there was all of a 2 inch crack in the bumper. There was no damage to the trunk, to the quarter panels, nothing.
Over her "recovery" period, I had to drive her to her appointments on my days off from work because she "feared for her life" with the way that the transportation company that she set up drove. These appointments were to a crooked chiropractor that her lawyer set her up with. Heaven forbid that she couldn't trust the insurance company to pay out her claims, so she decides to sue the girl who rear ended her car. Way to go mother... you knew and the lawyer knew that you couldn't win again the auto insurance company, so you had to cause someone else agony with this.
Fast forward to 2015. I had racked up some debt that I should have been smarter with (clearly my own fucking fault) and I had asked if I could not pay rent to my parents. I had decided that I really didn't need a newer car and I'd be fine driving something that I didn't have to make a car payment on. I had inquired about if I could take a "loan" from the "graduation" gift they were going to give me only to find out the $2,300 that should have accumulated was gone. I shrugged it off and bought a used car ($1,200 beater) that I knew would need some work, but once the main points were taken care of, I wouldn't have to worry about it.
December of 2015 comes around and both my parents and I make separate trips out west to see my sister for a week. As we cross paths in the airport with them coming back and myself leaving, my mother is foaming at the mouth about how she'll never go back to see my sister again. This partially stems from her hating her son-in-law, but also not having any prior knowledge that my sister is bringing a fourth child into the house through foster to adoption. I told my sister that I didn't feel that our mother would come out to see her if she knew about the plans for the boy they would be fostering to adopt in their house as my mother is incredibly judgmental. I get messages of "Well we'll talk when you get home" as I'm out visiting with my family only to make me not want to come home.
After I get home from my trip, I get ambushed by her about how she didn't feel it was right that I knew what was going on and she didn't. How dare I keep that a secret from her and that she would never do that to any of her kids. She started going off with how would you like it if your father died and I didn't tell you until after the funeral happened and he was buried. I try to explain to her that bringing another member in to the family is different than someone dying, but she doesn't listen. Then she starts spouting off that well surprise, your father and I are selling the house, find somewhere new to live. She then starts asking how I like it being the last one to know.
I tell my father that him and I need to talk about whatever is going on so that there can be something figured out from everything that came out of her mouth. I find out in this conversation that he's not overly happy with my mother. The reason for this being is that all the extra money from the overtime he's been working to support them with has just been wasted away by her. He had about three month's worth of salary saved up just from overtime and she spent it all. I tell him that I can't believe it happened and he basically tells me that he's taking care of it. For once I thought my father was going to have his own voice, but I was wrong. Nothing really came from my mother going on about selling the house.
Tonight, I take my dog and their dog outside for the night, and when I come back inside the house she starts yelling my name not realizing I'm not even 10 feet away from her. Side note, she super freaking lazy. If the dogs have to go outside, she doesn't get up to let them out, she yells that my dog needs to go outside. If I'm eating a meal with them, instead of walking all of 20 feet to where my room is to let me know that food is ready, she yells across the house. It irritates the shit out of me that she will not do more than she has to. So I call out "mother" in about the same volume that she yells my name. She flips out and goes into a rant that basically says I'm a freeloading piece of shit and that I need to do XYZ and if I don't like it, I can leave out of either door of the house.
I have no problem at all doing anything around the house. I've mowed the lawn, shoveled snow, helped rebuild the shed in the backyard, repaired the fence, picked up after the dogs when they've been outside, vacuumed the house, cleaned out the second refrigerator until it was spotless, etc.
I've had to fix their laptop countless times over the past three years because she doesn't pay attention to what sites she goes to or what she opens in e-mails. The other computer that they use is one of my old ones. Having me tell her how to attach documents onto e-mails because she's only written it done countless times and thrown it away or how to do a particular thing in Word or Excel because she thinks she's going to find an office job with her "newfound" skills. She doesn't realize that their landline that they're paying "$4 a month" for is really using internet that I'm paying for or the nice thing that lets her watch TV shows whenever, doesn't come free. I've had them move away from Verizon for their cellphones to a different carrier with unlimited allowances to save them $20 a month at the minimum if my mother didn't blow up the bill with minute overages or text message overages due to the archaic plan my father never moved away from.
I'm sick of being her doormat. I know exactly why my sister lives 2,000 miles away from her. It's so that she doesn't have to see her mother sit around all day not bothering to get dressed, have the laptop on all day, watch and order things from QVC, put stuff in the laundry but not finish it so other people cannot use it, and the list goes on and on. I mean fuck, I don't even want to bring any extra food into the house because I won't get to enjoy it. There's been multiple times that she's eaten things I've brought home, fake apologized, replaced it with one that was "mine" supposedly, and then turns around and eats that one before I can even go near it.
I have 13 months that I need to keep my sanity without cracking. Once my time is up and I move out west to enjoy the rest of my life with my sister, brother-in-law, nieces, and nephew, I be more than happy to tell her:
- Your car accident was so minor it wasn't even funny and you're a piece of shit for suing that girl
- Thanks for spending what was supposed to be my graduation gift (not that I was expecting one in anyway, but don't make a promise you can't deliver on)
- Stop being a judgmental wench
- Way to be a drain on resources
- Have fun paying someone to be your tech support when you do something stupid to your laptop because they won't work for free
- You're the reason that my father has probably aged faster over the past 3 years than he should have with all the overtime he's put in to make up for your spending
- Thanks for never believing in your son throughout all his life
- Find someone else to feed your empty threats to because they're done being aimed at me
- GET BENT
Submitted May 16, 2016 at 09:06AM by AllowForDoubtfulAcct http://ift.tt/1sgucZS offmychest
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