Hi all, I have been reading your experiances and thought I would share my own.
I was brought up by a woman that never really liked me. She would always lie about me behind my back and say hurtful things by 'accident. She has been addicted to heroin since she was 16 and it is her excuse for everything. She constantly steals from my Father by getting my brother to take money out of his account to give to her. She has also got my brother hooked on heroin and her prescription pills that she uses to control him with. She was giving me these same pills for four years before I gave up. I have never seen her so angry. I am 27 by the way, my bro is 26.
I have made three attempts to move out but I am back here in the same house as her. I stay in my room, buy all my own food and avoid her as much as possible. She has told everyone that she has severe back pain but forgets to limp when she is excited. She will not do a single thing for herself. She spends all her time devising ways to hurt people. For years I believed the lies she told me about my Father and Grand-parents. I had hardly ant contact with them because I believed she was the victim.
She gets my brother to commit most of her hate crimes for her. He is all too happy to go along with it. They are as vindictive as each other. He will steal clothes, hide things and tell blatant lies. He will laugh and make silly noises just so you can't forget he is around.
Hardly any of the nieghbours are speaking to me and I have no idea what it is I am supposed to have done. Her side of the family believe everything she says. Last month I finally plucked up the courage to tell my Fathers side of the family and I feel a wieght has been lifted off my shoulders.
The list of hate crimes she has commited against me is endless, as a child and adult.
One of the things that has really been bothreing me lately is the way she acts around my brother. She has always been promiscuous but has really lost her looks. These days the only male that gives her the time of day is my brother. What I have noticed is that they are often both scantilly clad and jump if anyone else goes in the room. He spends most evenings laying on her bed with her (on top of the covers) in nothing but his mothers dressing gown. I'm not sure if it's just to intimidate my Father and I or worse.
I can't stop thinking about it all, I want to stop but it is always a problem, they don't stop for breath. I prey for the day she exits this world, I really do.
Anyway, thank you for listening to me harp on, I do feel better for typing it out.
I was brought up by a woman that never really liked me. She would always lie about me behind my back and say hurtful things by 'accident. She has been addicted to heroin since she was 16 and it is her excuse for everything. She constantly steals from my Father by getting my brother to take money out of his account to give to her. She has also got my brother hooked on heroin and her prescription pills that she uses to control him with. She was giving me these same pills for four years before I gave up. I have never seen her so angry. I am 27 by the way, my bro is 26.
I have made three attempts to move out but I am back here in the same house as her. I stay in my room, buy all my own food and avoid her as much as possible. She has told everyone that she has severe back pain but forgets to limp when she is excited. She will not do a single thing for herself. She spends all her time devising ways to hurt people. For years I believed the lies she told me about my Father and Grand-parents. I had hardly ant contact with them because I believed she was the victim.
She gets my brother to commit most of her hate crimes for her. He is all too happy to go along with it. They are as vindictive as each other. He will steal clothes, hide things and tell blatant lies. He will laugh and make silly noises just so you can't forget he is around.
Hardly any of the nieghbours are speaking to me and I have no idea what it is I am supposed to have done. Her side of the family believe everything she says. Last month I finally plucked up the courage to tell my Fathers side of the family and I feel a wieght has been lifted off my shoulders.
The list of hate crimes she has commited against me is endless, as a child and adult.
One of the things that has really been bothreing me lately is the way she acts around my brother. She has always been promiscuous but has really lost her looks. These days the only male that gives her the time of day is my brother. What I have noticed is that they are often both scantilly clad and jump if anyone else goes in the room. He spends most evenings laying on her bed with her (on top of the covers) in nothing but his mothers dressing gown. I'm not sure if it's just to intimidate my Father and I or worse.
I can't stop thinking about it all, I want to stop but it is always a problem, they don't stop for breath. I prey for the day she exits this world, I really do.
Anyway, thank you for listening to me harp on, I do feel better for typing it out.
