Never Lose Hope
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So I've got a few things that are pissing me off and making me unbelievably stressed out. I'll have to explain my history first.
When I was 14 my dad passed away from cancer. My mom and my sister and I were doing alright, we didn't really turn to each other for comfort because I'm not one to share my feelings, or at least I wasn't then. My mom would sit in her room and cry for hours and me and my sister would just leave. Anyway so about a year after my dad died she began dating. Then 4 months later she gets married.
I hated this guy, oh man I wanted to kill him! I felt like he was taking my mom out of my life, which basically he was because she was never home. I was in highschool and even though I may have been difficult to deal with I still needed my mother. Well she would leave me home alone (my sister was in a different town at college) every night and I had to basically raise myself for the rest of my highschool years. I was very bitter with her. I didn't like to talk to her or see her.
Then my senior year of highschool my stepbrother had to go to Iraq so my mom told his wife that her and her son could stay with us until he got back. So I was forced out of my room. Into the dungeon of a basement. I didn't mind it at first but my sister-in-law started being and ungrateful bitch to my mom and that just pissed me off because my mom did more for her than she did for me that year! She was so busy helping her get a job, find a church, daycare, etc. that she didn't have time to help me find a college, apply for scholarships, figure out a future after highschool.
So this bitchy sister-in-law had the nerve to yell at me because I didn't say "hi" to her when I came home from school. She made me feel like shit! This is what she said: "You need to be more respectful of your elders and not be so arrogant and rude. When you come home from school I expect you to acknowledge my presence. And you will not make a snack with the oven because it will wake David up". (David was 2 so he was usually taking a nap when I got home). I just sat there like "What the hell just happened?". I said straight out "I'm not arrogant, that's just my personality, I don't see that it is necessary to say hi to someone when I come home and I'm not used to you being here".
I don't see how she had the right to tell me that I can't have a snack, nothing can wake that kid up, he's a heavy sleeper. It pissed me off when she told me that because I gave her my room and everything else and she's being an ungrateful bitch about it.
Anyway, so whe my stepbrother got home from Iraq, they bought a house and had a daughter. Then my sister quit school and moved back home. So she was the only one living in that house now because by then I was in a different town for college and living on my own in an apartment. My mom and stepdad live at his farm. Anyway so now to my point.
My mom is saying that she is going to sell the house. This is the house that I grew up in, where all of my memories of my dad are. If you take that away it's like taking away a piece of my heart. So I am just outraged about this decision she has made. And it's not like she even has to pay for anything for it right now because my sister pays the utilities and such and the house is paid off because my dad left a whole bunch of money for my mom to pay it off. So I don't understand why she needs to sell it. I might want to live there when I graduate from college. I can't live at the farm and I will not live at the farm. Plus, that house is accessable for me. There are ramps in every entrance, the doors are wide for a wheelchair to fit through, the kitchen is set up so I can reach things.
I'm probably overreacting but to me this is a big deal because my dad was like my best friend and you can't take that house away from me. It would kill me.
When I was 14 my dad passed away from cancer. My mom and my sister and I were doing alright, we didn't really turn to each other for comfort because I'm not one to share my feelings, or at least I wasn't then. My mom would sit in her room and cry for hours and me and my sister would just leave. Anyway so about a year after my dad died she began dating. Then 4 months later she gets married.
I hated this guy, oh man I wanted to kill him! I felt like he was taking my mom out of my life, which basically he was because she was never home. I was in highschool and even though I may have been difficult to deal with I still needed my mother. Well she would leave me home alone (my sister was in a different town at college) every night and I had to basically raise myself for the rest of my highschool years. I was very bitter with her. I didn't like to talk to her or see her.
Then my senior year of highschool my stepbrother had to go to Iraq so my mom told his wife that her and her son could stay with us until he got back. So I was forced out of my room. Into the dungeon of a basement. I didn't mind it at first but my sister-in-law started being and ungrateful bitch to my mom and that just pissed me off because my mom did more for her than she did for me that year! She was so busy helping her get a job, find a church, daycare, etc. that she didn't have time to help me find a college, apply for scholarships, figure out a future after highschool.
So this bitchy sister-in-law had the nerve to yell at me because I didn't say "hi" to her when I came home from school. She made me feel like shit! This is what she said: "You need to be more respectful of your elders and not be so arrogant and rude. When you come home from school I expect you to acknowledge my presence. And you will not make a snack with the oven because it will wake David up". (David was 2 so he was usually taking a nap when I got home). I just sat there like "What the hell just happened?". I said straight out "I'm not arrogant, that's just my personality, I don't see that it is necessary to say hi to someone when I come home and I'm not used to you being here".
I don't see how she had the right to tell me that I can't have a snack, nothing can wake that kid up, he's a heavy sleeper. It pissed me off when she told me that because I gave her my room and everything else and she's being an ungrateful bitch about it.
Anyway, so whe my stepbrother got home from Iraq, they bought a house and had a daughter. Then my sister quit school and moved back home. So she was the only one living in that house now because by then I was in a different town for college and living on my own in an apartment. My mom and stepdad live at his farm. Anyway so now to my point.
My mom is saying that she is going to sell the house. This is the house that I grew up in, where all of my memories of my dad are. If you take that away it's like taking away a piece of my heart. So I am just outraged about this decision she has made. And it's not like she even has to pay for anything for it right now because my sister pays the utilities and such and the house is paid off because my dad left a whole bunch of money for my mom to pay it off. So I don't understand why she needs to sell it. I might want to live there when I graduate from college. I can't live at the farm and I will not live at the farm. Plus, that house is accessable for me. There are ramps in every entrance, the doors are wide for a wheelchair to fit through, the kitchen is set up so I can reach things.
I'm probably overreacting but to me this is a big deal because my dad was like my best friend and you can't take that house away from me. It would kill me.