Tales From the Dark Side

Sunday, August 11, 2013

A Rant for my Mother-In-Law

I can't forgive you for the evil things to said to me.
I have never had such things said to me before.  And every single thing you said can be said of you.
Your house is disgusting, it could be condemned and deemed unfit for human habitation, there is dog shit and open food, rotting food everywhere. The house smells like shit and piss, one of your bathrooms can't even be used, and the house is unhygienic. Your own daughter wont bring your grand-children there because of the mess, she doesn't want her kids to get sick.
You say I am fat and lazy and spend all my time lying on my fat ass with my iPad, well, you are fat and lazy and spend all night on your phone because you can't afford an iPad. I use my iPad to distract me from the constant pain I suffer from. I am fat because of the medications I take for the "mental health" issues I supposedly suffer from.... oh guess what!!! I have a valid reason for being depressed - I HAVE BEEN INPAIN FOR 2.5 YEARS!!  At least I am seeking help and taking measures to get better, unlike you, who continues to bitch and moan and not take care of yourself, or your home.  Maybe if you weren't such a fucking slob your daughter would offer to take you in and look after you when you have your knee replacement. Then you will feel better.
I do the best I can with the pain I have, I know the house isn't as clean as I would like.  But if I used the children as the slaves you say I do, the house would be FUCKING SPOTLESS because they would be the ones CLEANING IT not me!!! I don't even like this house, never have, so comparing me to Pam is just ridiculous, this was her house, she loved it and she let it become the unsightly mess it is now.  I am slowly, to the best of my ability making it clean and livable again.  But there is only so much I can do with the energy I have and the messy children that live here.
And speaking of the children, they hated coming to your place on the weekends, because they felt like YOUR SLAVES they would complain of cleaning the kitchen/living room/basement only to return the following weekend and it being in worse shape than it was when they got there the week before.  They didn't  like having to cook your meals, and clean up your shit!! As soon as they were old enough to stay home by themselves or with me they took that option, because the chores they do here they have always been doing... it has nothing to do with me being a slave driver.  Their chores are the chores their FATHER wants them to do, he expects them to clean up after themselves and be responsible for their messes.  MY JOB, that their father has given me, is to ask them if they are done their chores and to remind them to do it.  YES sometimes I have to be harsh, sometimes I have to raise my voice, but they are teenagers, that listen with immature ears, they are willful and independent and need to be shocked into compliance... that is my job.  NOT MY CHOICE!
I can't believe you coerced a 14 year old boy to build you a deck!!! That is not his job, it should have been a learning experience for him to help someone do it, but it should not have been his responsibility!

You said I will never get disability and that the people at my work don't want me back.  I am not trying to get CPP, I am trying to get my insurance company to pay me because I am not ready to go back to work.  All 4 of my doctors agree with that.  Hopefully this new method of treatment works, but so far it isn't but it takes time.My financial situation is none of your concern, nor are you aware of the numerous conversations my husband and I have had about my money concerns. You are the one who needs to live off of your son, YOU are the one who needs him to pay your bills, and keep you afloat, you need him for your financial future.  And your abuse of me has pushed him away from you.  You told him he would lose his children because of me, well, GUESS WHAT LADY, you have lost your son!

You called me a dyke (but you spelled it wrong), you have called me a whore, you have called me a pig, fat and disgusting. Your words are hurtful, abusive and un-forgiveable. I am ashamed for you.  I feel so bad for R because he is ashamed and embarrassed to have you as his mother.  I am worried for the children because this is their "role model" ... a grandmother who picks on, bullies, and humiliates the people they love and respect. I know I am not the first person you have done this too, and I know I won't be the last.   I hope you know that every time you act this way it pushes people away.  You may find yourself alone and abandoned by the only family you have, penniless, and living in your own filth, because you are a horrible, un-lovable person.
Dragonfly 8/11/2013 11:45:00 AM

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