This is a post I have been putting off for a while now. I'm back in that scary, terrifying place. The deep, dark abyss that is depression. When it rains, it pours.
I've lost track of time. I guess it's been about a month since my mother in law moved into a camper that my husband had to help her get. She's not just living in the camper, she's in MY yard. Mooching off of our electric. Her skanky, shady friends are constantly in my driveway. I am so stressed out. She lost her house to foreclosure because she cared more about stupid stuff. She let her boyfriend and her youngest son and his girlfriend mooch off of her.
My sweet husband couldn't let his mom be homeless so he helped her. No one else would help her this time because she has screwed every one over at least once. She has put us in a huge bind and it seems like she doesn't even care, although she says she does. If her sister can work, so can she. She has almost ruined my marriage. I'm to the point that if I had somewhere to go, I'd be gone in a heartbeat until she left. She actually had the nerve to tell my husband that she was sick of my shit. Lady, you have NO idea how done I am with you. One day, I will get to say everything I want and it will not be pleasant.
I know that I shouldn't let her crap bring me down, but it has. I'm no longer in a good place. Everyday is a struggle to get through. If it wasn't for my kids and husband, I'm afraid to think about what might happen. The anger and rage within is frightening. And I have to put up with this until one of two things happen.... 1) she pays off the camper and gets the hell out of here or 2) she gets her disability and gets the hell out of here.
How can a mother live with herself, knowing that she is the reason her son and his wife argue almost daily? How can a woman mooch off her son and her father knowing full well that they both struggle to pay their own bills? I don't know that I will ever be able to forgive her for this.
