Oh, my son and I are back home, got the car, gonna buy a new one soon. My mother still has my son's cat, though.
stilltrapped wrote:ok lol i always think kids should be taught a habit of cleanly ness
He's not filthy - a quick wash of the face and hands and skip the bath one night is not going to kill the kid.
stilltrapped wrote:that is my mum to the letter if you react to them, as you will, you are overacting if your quiet she feels she has won.
That's why she's going after my kid. She's burned me out. She can't get a raise out of me anymore - unless she goes after my son. And she knows his Achilles heel is his cat. It's absolutely disgusting. And everything she says to him, she turns it around on me. For example, one of my son's worst habits is when he picks up the cat he grabs hold of his skin (like a cat handle). He's gotten plenty of scratches for that trick, but he hasn't quite gotten it through his skull not to do it, especially since about 90% of the time the cat doesn't care. My mother saw him do it and rushed at him yelling she was going to pick him up by the skin of his back if he didn't let go of the cat immediately. Which of course, I freaked out about. Later I saw him grab the cat, and I told him to think about how that would feel for the cat to have his skin pulled. My mother lit up like a firecracker, telling me I said the same thing she said, and I was horrible, and she was going to report me. It was quite the scene. My mother always says two things that in my mind are opposite are the same. Drives me nuts. I thought I was literally nuts, until I got some empirical data to prove absolutely that my assessment was right and her's was wrong. When I confronted her, her response - "Why would you do something like that?" I was a horrible person for finding proof that she was wrong. And she refused to listen to one more word, of course. She yells at me, threatens me, sometimes even hits me, hangs the phone up on me daily - but if she can't reach me on the phone, she will physically hunt me down. She says she's worried I might actually kill myself. Ha, ha. She just wants to control me. I would have to move thousands of miles away, preferably to a different country, to get rid of her. When my doctor told me I couldn't travel because I was pregnant, she sold her house and showed up at my house, moved herself in, without giving me notice the week after. No joke. The only way I could get out from under her thumb, and it's so awful to even think it, is if she died. Which she thinks is a great topic of conversation. Good for inciting sympathy. Her newest trick is that she wants to donate her body to science. And she has a bag - hundreds - of pills she's saved up for years for when she decides she's going to commit suicide. She's just a wonderful mom. Ugh, so annoying. I have a cousin who's a drug addict, in and out of jail a few times a year, stole her car and totaled it. He shows up at her house about once a week and she gives him money. When I'm at her house if I eat a 10 cent egg she freaks out and tells me I'm so selfish to steal from an old woman - this is after she told me to eat something because she's afraid I'll lose too much weight and look better than her. Mind you, she's almost 70.
Anyway, sorry for the little rant. My apologies if you waded through all that.