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This post is going to be a little of elaboration and a little bit clarification of my previous post.
Unless you are someone who Is living in the same situation as I, you will not 100% understand how this really makes me feel nor will you have the right to judge anyone involved in this, however haters gone hate so whatever.
I should start off with saying that my uncle, Tim, has paranoid schizophrenia. He has been living with us for almost two years I think. I am currently finishing my final year at high school, and my sister, Nikki, is finishing her first year at Uni studying nursing, so we are both under copious amounts of stress as it is. Tim is always playing his music on his phone at all hours of the night and it had been keeping us awake so my mum took the phone, turned it off and his it and was going to give it back in the morning because it was already keeping us up that night and we were tired and wanted to go to bed early. Mum didn't tell Tim though so of course that made him annoyed and he was yelling and banging on our bedroom doors cause he thought one of us had taken his phone but we hadn't mum had. It was frustrating for everyone in the house but it would have been worse had he had it. He then continued to ask my brother for a cigarette continuously, because he smoked his whole packet, until about 2am when I had had enough and went out of my room to tell him to pipe down. He said he would, which was a lie, and he continued to ask him for a cigarette until 4am even though I had gone out there 4 times to tell him to shut up (and if you ask me 4 times is not a lot in 2 hours) but he was still talking so I was about to get up and yell at him again because he was being so loud, then I heard Nikki go into the hall and yell at him because she had to get up at 5:30 and it was already 4 so he started saying all this shit about how 'people in third world countries don't get to go to school and they don't have beds and don't get to sleep and that she should just deal with it an leave him alone' and that pissed me off cause Nikki and I are ridiculously close and it wasn't fair on her so I got out of bed and as I got to the door I heard her tell him that he is the stupidest person in the entire world and that he just needed to shut up and go to sleep and he said 'give me back my phone and I’ll go to sleep' and she gave the best comeback I have ever heard, she said 'I don't have your phone and people in third world countries don't have phones anyway so maybe he should just deal with it and go the fuck to sleep!' it was so funny! anyway at this I stormed out of my room and yelled at him saying something along the lines of 'what the fuck is wrong with you that you think you are the only person in the entire world that matters when in actual fact you quite possibly matter the least' and then my sister and I both in unison went back into our rooms and slammed the doors as hard as we could. It was one of the greatest, most empowering moments of my existence. And with all the noise we were making mum woke up came to our end of the house and yelled at him then gave him a smoke and he went and didn't come back till 8:30 in the morning. But even though he was no longer there I was so angry that I just lay there until 6am physically shaking with anger and exhaustion. He does this often but this was the worst it had been and, because of the stress I was already under, the stress added from this pushed me over the top and I just cracked. Hence the previous update.
I just thought I owed anyone who read the last post and anyone that will read it in the future a bit of an explanation to that. So that's what this was.
-A
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