I'm still in here!
I'm still in here somedamnwhere!!!!! I've kind of lost a piece of myself, but it isn't fucking lost, it's still there, it's just hiding underneath some fat roll or something idk. I do know I've never been this stressed out and exhausted in my life!
New drama today.
James and I were getting ready to watch the season finale of Lost on the laptop, got all settled into bed with our sammiches and pillows and LO AND FUCKING BEHOLD, my ex-step-mother calls frantically, screaming about how my grandmother is "fucking nuts" and there were cops coming over to haul her off to be committed to the state mental facility. -_-
So, we got up and ran over there and my grandmother's on the phone with GOD ONLY KNOWS WHO, telling them that I'm dangerous and she didn't want me anywhere near her house because I was trying to put her in Chattahoochie (said mental facility).
Anyway, the sheriff's department shows up and asks me wtf is going on and I told him I didn't really know, but rehashed the story about her just getting out of the mental health place and having someone take care of her, etc. and suddenly the next-door neighboor is coming onto the porch screaming about Jesus and praying and telling the guy James and I were bad people. I can only imagine it's because my grandmother called her in a psychotic frenzy when she didn't take her meds. My grandmother has schizophrenia, paranoia, dementia, and delusions... so there's really no way to know what she's been thinking or saying, but she called the wrong person and now the state is involved.
Anyway, the guy told the neighbor to stfu and told James and I we were the only people making any sense and if he were us, he'd just run off and not tell anyone where we were, lol. He said it's not our problem and we shouldn't have to be dealing with any of it, much to the neighbor's dismay, because for some reason she was convinced I was going to be arrested for being "bad". He lol'd at her and told her to go home and mind her own business.
So then, some random, bum ass friend of my father's shows up asking why my step-mother is in trouble. (She ran off because she was drunk off her ass and didn't want the cops to catch her.) He tried to defend her, but the cop told him to stfu too and back off. The idiot kept trying to put his two cents in and the cop yelled "I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU THINK!!" lol He then proceeded to tell him that the only thoughts and cares that mattered were ours (mine, James and my grandmother's) and that we knew what we were doing and it would behoove him to go away.
Then he said we were great people dealing with a lot of undue stress and not to worry about anything and just to leave it all up to my father and if we had any problems with the meddling idiots to give him a call and he'd settle it for us.
So yeah... the drama will NOT end. I don't even care about my damn Grandmother. She's an evil, hateful bitch, but I'm the only one who has even bothered to get her some help and everyone's up in arms because they're just waiting around for her to die so they can rob her blind. So be it. My father could have put an end to all of it and he didn't, so I'm washing my hands of it once and for all. If anyone calls me, I'm going to tell them "NOT MY PROBLEM!" and hang up. :P
As for the bum, he's staying here "taking care" of her right now. Today she said she wanted to go to the hospital and he wouldn't let her. The woman thinks she has pneumonia and wanted an ambulance. So, whatever. The council on aging came over when I called them and told them what was going on and wanted to report elderly neglect and they see he was the one taking care of her. She told THEM she was going to the hospital, so if she doesn't go, that man is going to be in trouble. Heh. Not my problem.
So now we're trying to move away again. We just need to find someone to live with for a couple of months to get on our feet. My mom said she would help us get a moving truck and pay for gas/food. Our options are Tuscaloosa and Tampa right now, but who knows. I'm trying to get in touch with every damn family member I know. I just need OUT of this situation entirely. Wish me luck, pray for me, etc. etc. and thanks.
New drama today.
James and I were getting ready to watch the season finale of Lost on the laptop, got all settled into bed with our sammiches and pillows and LO AND FUCKING BEHOLD, my ex-step-mother calls frantically, screaming about how my grandmother is "fucking nuts" and there were cops coming over to haul her off to be committed to the state mental facility. -_-
So, we got up and ran over there and my grandmother's on the phone with GOD ONLY KNOWS WHO, telling them that I'm dangerous and she didn't want me anywhere near her house because I was trying to put her in Chattahoochie (said mental facility).
Anyway, the sheriff's department shows up and asks me wtf is going on and I told him I didn't really know, but rehashed the story about her just getting out of the mental health place and having someone take care of her, etc. and suddenly the next-door neighboor is coming onto the porch screaming about Jesus and praying and telling the guy James and I were bad people. I can only imagine it's because my grandmother called her in a psychotic frenzy when she didn't take her meds. My grandmother has schizophrenia, paranoia, dementia, and delusions... so there's really no way to know what she's been thinking or saying, but she called the wrong person and now the state is involved.
Anyway, the guy told the neighbor to stfu and told James and I we were the only people making any sense and if he were us, he'd just run off and not tell anyone where we were, lol. He said it's not our problem and we shouldn't have to be dealing with any of it, much to the neighbor's dismay, because for some reason she was convinced I was going to be arrested for being "bad". He lol'd at her and told her to go home and mind her own business.
So then, some random, bum ass friend of my father's shows up asking why my step-mother is in trouble. (She ran off because she was drunk off her ass and didn't want the cops to catch her.) He tried to defend her, but the cop told him to stfu too and back off. The idiot kept trying to put his two cents in and the cop yelled "I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU THINK!!" lol He then proceeded to tell him that the only thoughts and cares that mattered were ours (mine, James and my grandmother's) and that we knew what we were doing and it would behoove him to go away.
Then he said we were great people dealing with a lot of undue stress and not to worry about anything and just to leave it all up to my father and if we had any problems with the meddling idiots to give him a call and he'd settle it for us.
So yeah... the drama will NOT end. I don't even care about my damn Grandmother. She's an evil, hateful bitch, but I'm the only one who has even bothered to get her some help and everyone's up in arms because they're just waiting around for her to die so they can rob her blind. So be it. My father could have put an end to all of it and he didn't, so I'm washing my hands of it once and for all. If anyone calls me, I'm going to tell them "NOT MY PROBLEM!" and hang up. :P
As for the bum, he's staying here "taking care" of her right now. Today she said she wanted to go to the hospital and he wouldn't let her. The woman thinks she has pneumonia and wanted an ambulance. So, whatever. The council on aging came over when I called them and told them what was going on and wanted to report elderly neglect and they see he was the one taking care of her. She told THEM she was going to the hospital, so if she doesn't go, that man is going to be in trouble. Heh. Not my problem.
So now we're trying to move away again. We just need to find someone to live with for a couple of months to get on our feet. My mom said she would help us get a moving truck and pay for gas/food. Our options are Tuscaloosa and Tampa right now, but who knows. I'm trying to get in touch with every damn family member I know. I just need OUT of this situation entirely. Wish me luck, pray for me, etc. etc. and thanks.