For many years, I have been unknowingly been through emotional abuse and, sometimes psyical. The way that my mom acted towards my sister and, I. I always thought that's how other parental guardians treated their children as well. But, I was wrong. My mom always have had a short fuse and, it doesn't take much to set her off. You could only say one word to her and, she would rip you to shreds. That's why I was always afraid of asking and, telling her things. She'd pull my hair and, shove me against the wall while calling me inappropriate names.Yelling at the top of her lungs so loud that you can hear it from outside.She blames her problems on everyone but herself. She calls people out on lying even if they're being truthful. She'll call out your flaws and what you've done wrong but, will dismiss her own. There's something mentally wrong with you but, not her. Everything is always your fault. Even when you werent around when it happened. She thinks she's allowed to hurt you because, she's the mother.
She'll fight with random strangers on the street even if they weren't talking to her.
She thinks she's mis.queen bee and, can do whatever she wants without consequence. She's a compulsive liar and, a thief. When someone comes over to visit, she acts like an angel and lie so much just to make herself look good in front of others. She has done this many of times with my social workers. She would lie to them about how I'm doing this or that or not doing something I should.For god knows whatever reason as to why. I have selective mutism so, I was unable to say anything which frustrated me so much.
I never had a peaceful family gathering because, she has to start pointless fights with everyone she comes in contact with. She'll insult you and, expect you to get over it instantly without saying a word.Everything always has to be perfect for her. If there is even once spec of dirt on the floor, she goes on a rampaging cleaning spree. She'll wake me up at 6am just to walk downstairs to pick up a piece of paper on the floor. When she could have done it herself instead of wasting her time yelling up the stairs to get me. That's one of the most obnoxious things about her. She'll tell me to do something when she easily could have done it herself. She won't even pick up the tv remote when it falls on the floor. Yelling for me to get it as usual and, if I give her any lip she'll make an excuse.
She always complains that she never goes out much and, blames me for her boredom. I've always asked her if she would want to go to the movies or something but, her answer was always no and, somehow me being in bed sleeping, somehow prevents her from going to the store. She will just not go anywhere by herself. She's like a 5 year old inside of a 60 year old. It's like she Just wants a nagging buddy to comaplin to. What really is weird is when we do go to the store and, she'll ask me if I want a bag of chips or something and, when I say no, she'll throw a tantrum. I'm not kidding either.
She'll say "f it were leaving since you wanna be an a**hole!" As if I insulted her or something.
I have to admit it though, some things like that just make me want to roll on the floor and, just laugh because, she's so ridulous and, full of herself. I mean really. Getting angry because, your child doesn't want a bag of chips. Like come on. Any other time she, would bully me for my weight and, call me a fat*ss for eating junk. Now she's bullying me for not eating it. You can't win with her. It's always a loose loose situation.
Nothing makes her happy. She acts like the most misaerble person in the world. She'll bring up things that happened way before I was even born. She refuses to get over anything that happened in the past. It's like, what do you want me to do about it? I can't do anything. What really freaks me out is when she tells random strangers this kind of personal stuff. We will be at the grocery store and, she'll tell the cashier her life story. It's like she's bragging but, in a depressing way just to get attention.
She can't get it through her head as to why no one wants to do anything or be around her. Whenever my sis comes home for the Holidays all she does is argue with her. She hugged me before going back but, didn't hug her. My mom said She was heartbroken because, of that. It's like, maybe if you would stop insulting and, hitting people, you would actually be likable. She constantly believes her own lie of being a good mother and, everyone else's is abusing her. Which is of course playing the victim card.
It wasn't before long, that my sis searched up what was going on with our mom. Turns out it's borderline personality disorder. Of course our mom denies it and, turns it into a sarcastic joke.
