Well, That was Short-Lived

Yesterday would have been an unusually good post. My mom was sane. We were watching movies together, and talking and I spent a lot of the day NOT locked in my room. It was very pleasant.

And now it's gone. It's 97 degrees and humid. She always, ALWAYS gets pissy when the weather's like this... And yet, she wants to move to a frecking desert. >.< Unbelievable. She claims it's the humidity, but the dew point isn't super high today. *sigh* I swear, I'm gonna go mad if she keeps this up. Not kidding. Hopefully she'll go over to my aunt's to help make birthday decorations tomorrow. Let someone else deal with her for a change, even if it's just for a little while. Can't stand the woman anymore. She's a lunatic. She's never happy, she's always sulking or complaining, or making excuses about how she CAN'T do stuff. Grr! It's sooo frustrating. And she had the balls to half-threaten me by pushing me out of the chair today. If she touches me even ONCE, it's on. I have enough bruises, I don't need her help with that.

I KNEW I should have petitioned to have her spend some time in Mental Health. I knew it. But that place is so horrible, I didn't want to subject anyone else to it. Who knows, maybe she'd have learned to keep herself in check! She doesn't bother with that sort of thing now, only if there are other people around. Just like dad. Pretending again. >.> One minute she's shrieking like an insane person about how I'm completely useless, then we go somewhere and she's all "I have such a helpful daughter, aren't I good parent?"

No, Mom. Not really. Good parents don't do this sort of thing. Good parents don't make their kids want to hide in their rooms for the majority of the day, and good parents DEFINITELY don't prompt their kids to start considering a restraining order or self-defense classes.

Personally, I'm about done with this nonsense. Two years of tiptoeing around for fear of offending her, keeping what I actually want to say bottled up... That's too long. She needs a reality check, and if she pushes me again, she's gonna get one. It won't be pretty either- I don't intend to sugar-coat anything. She's as bad as Dad was. Hate to say it, but I really can't stand that woman. Not when she's like this.

Ciao,

Lynx

I don't even care enough to find a quote that reflects how much I don't care... Wow.