Le Sigh
For the past 2.7 months, my grandmother has lived with my mum, step dad and I. It's been living hell. Her television is so loud and she won't cut it down. You go in there to turn it down, it just goes up five minutes later. She can't see that well and she's always itching to do things. Like wash dishes. She broke the two glasses I got for Jonathan and I, my mom's china, and chipped off all these cups. Almost every morning there's blood all in her bed, on the floor and in the bathroom. Disrespects my mother, thinks of my step dad as the devil just because he has a conscious, two-faced, lieing, manipulative, loves my cousins Beth and Ashley more than my mum, sister and I. Even when Beth is a prostitute and just got her daughter into it, which as a result, Ashley is now pregnant by God knows who. They do drugs and steal things. Yet, my grandmother loves them more. You may think I'm over thinking this or something, or that it's not true. Oh no, it IS true. Believe me. When your room is right next to hers and the walls are paper thin.. You listen to her talking on the phone with all these people and she's such a sweet and endearing woman. Yet no gratitude for what my mother has done for her. Her own son doesn't talk to her hardly, doesn't call her for her birthday or anything, yet she loves him more. I really don't know what my grandfather ever saw in her. I just don't understand.. he was a damn fool if he was in love or just really of his rocker. Sometimes... I think my grandfather gave up because it was that bad. Why he died.. 10 years and one day ago.. But he left my mum and I here... to deal with my grandmother. My mother has cried every day since he died. And since my grandmother's moved in, she's crying at least three times a day now.. I can't take that. And when I talk with my grandmother she starts crying too! My mom's had it though... she's taken care of my grandmother for the past ten years, with no help from anyone. Now since everyone's gotten wind of my grandmother's breast and liver cancer, they're all coming by, just because they want in the will. My mum will be leaving this Friday with my step dad for New York, they're going up there for a week and a half. She needs a break.. You all must be thinking, "Put her in a home? Or a government facility?" I wish sometimes we could, but we can't. As long as she has a cognitive mind, and she doesn't wanna go, they have to respect her wishes. I try to tell my mom to talk to her doctor's but she can't. My grandmother's always there and they wouldn't believe her because she acts like a totally different person. It's driving my mum crazy as well as I.. We can't keep her here, I don't even use my own bathroom anymore. I use my mum and step dad's. What makes matters worse is that just two weeks, well, three now, my sister has moved in. She does absolutely nothing to help us. Nothing at all. Just talks to my mom whenever she wants something. She adores Barry, even though he's not her father, and talks with him more than my mother who has had her since she was three days old! I hate it.. I hate it all. I just want my mom to stop crying...