I wrote this detailed story about my mom
in hopes of finding other survivors in
this type of situation. I would also like
to know if this is normal.
My mom has been schitzophrenic since I was
3 so for the last 17 years. I think her
case is the mild chronic type because we
cannot convince her that she is ill & she
never had any treatment or took any
medication. About 10 years ago when my
dad was somehow putting up with her for
our sake, he had her taken away &
evaluated & she was smart & conniving
enough to fool the tests.
When I was 3 it started by food tasting
funny, she made my dad go out of the way
to a different grocery store & said to get
the 3rd bag of milk from the second shelf
& a bunch of other instructions. So my
dad listens & does it then when she tasted
the milk, she dumped it all down the sink
then started critisizing my dad saying
that hes too stupid to follow
instructions. My dads not the best parent
either, hes pretty neglectfull, but I'd
take a neglectfull foster parent over my
mom anyday if I was a kid.
She would always talk to me since I was 3
blaming all her problems on me saying that
I'm wrecking the family. Everytime she
made a mistake she would blame it on me
for stressing her out. We had to move 3
times because she just couldnt get along
with the neighbors, she didnt like the way
they walked & talked so she picked fights
& nailed them for whatever she can. Each
time me & my bro suffered because we
couldnt associate with the neighbors
because of her.
I take after her so she knows my
difficulties, like when I was young I used
to have a hard time socializing so she
mocked me. She knew how to make me feel
like everything I do is pathetic &
predictable. I then made a lot of other
mistakes then she had more reasonable
grounds to critisize me. In the end I
felt pathetic & became so insecure,
unconfident & pretty suicidal because I
had no one else but her. It came to the
point where it was "be my little puppet on
my finger or I'll critisize you, you
pathetic little animal" For the longest
time I thought this was right, that I was
predictable & pathetic. She pounded her
perception of reality in my head & I
beleived it. I think at this point my dad
should have stepped in & set my head
straight but he didnt realise.
You can just imagine me dealing with high
school bullies, they would eat me alive, I
was the source of everyones laughter.
That gave my mom more reasons to critisize
me, saying that it was my fault. I never
had a girlfriend throughout high school or
gradeschool because I was right messed up
& my mom critisized my character for that.
Its like, go back under the rock you came
from son.
I finally set myself straight when I moved
in with my dad a few years ago. I had to,
it was at the point where she would blame
me for hiding her stuff whenever she
couldnt find something, mock me everytime
I made a mistake in her eyes & remind me
how much of a messes up I am. She was
hammering this into in my head several
times a day. I left with my dad when my
mom hid my anxiety medication when she
though I forgot my sunglasses somewhere on
purpose to aggrevate her. She also drove
like a maniac with my computer in the car
hoping to brake it because she knew it was
my pride & joy. She also cancelled the
internet for vengeance purposes.
She feeds off getting so called vengeance
on me, she knows what to say to make me
scream inside with a crooked look of power
on her face.
I move in with my dad, I hear about twice
as many stories about her from him. She
kicked him out of his house & went
straight for his Remote Control cars that
he's been desinging & building since he
was young, they were his pride & joy. She
sold whatever she can for peanuts &
snipped the wires on everything else, I
seen his face when he walked into his
workshop, he was screaming with anger as
she stared him down with a evil smile of
vengeance.
She took him to the cleaners & got a bunch
of money when they broke up then did it
again when she kicked me out. My dad was
trying to help me go through college,
raise my younger bro, pay spousal support
& he was paying lawyer fees up the azz
after they've been broken up for 8 years.
My dad had a lot on his plate at that time
but he was still managing untill my mom
goes behind the lawyers back, calls the
family responsibility system & somehow
legally garnish half his wages & another
$1200 a month when he had both kids
dreaming to put them through school. This
is where my dad screwed up, I think you
can guess what he started getting into, he
would spend about $200 a week on beer.
My dads is an azz hole when hes drunk, he
started taking everything out on me & I
was damaged enough as it was so I took it
& let it get to me. By this point I
thought I was hopeless & tried hanging
myself 3 times but backed out & saved
myself each time, the last time I didnt
think I was gonna get out, I think God
helped me that time. I made a lot of
stupid choices last summer & ended up
getting kicked out of my dads house &
loosing my colledge dream.
I'm back with my mom now, its still the
same, shes fighting with the neighbors, I
was associated with them for 6 years &
can't talk to them anymore because my mom
dosent like the way they walk & talk &
just can't get along with them. If she
catches me talking to them, she kicks me
out or cancels my internet.
If I were to associate with any female, my
mom would always have that evil eye on
her. The next day my mom would threaten
to cancel the internet or kick me out if I
were to ever talk to that girl again. My
mom would also critisize me & laugh at me
for weeks on end for wanting to associate
with her. She hassles me everytime I want
a ride somewhere thinking its to visit my
friend.
This is all I can think of now, but it
dosent stop here, this is only a small
part of her complicated evil personality.
This is only words
But now, I'm armed with 2 tools that help
me cope with her, Alcohol & Knowledge. I
let my neighbors know what my moms like &
gave them a heads up letting them know
that their one of her targets. I'm a lot
smarter, secure & confident & know how to
fight my battles & lately I've been
beating her at her own game. Its only a
matter of time before she screwes up in
front of people & Ms Hide's evil eye &
crooked face finally get noticed.
I am permanently damaged, my one mission
before I move out is for everyone to
realise what really happened & why I made
my choices.
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crayola110
New User, Becoming EHEALTHy
Joined: 29 Apr 2008 Posts: 5
Posted: 04-29-08 00:48am
wow that is such a similar experience to
mine! my mom is terrible and unbearable...
she just got diagnosed with Paranoid
Schizophrenia and perhaps bipolar