My life is miserable because of 1 woman, my grandmother. Some 6-7 years ago I became disabled with mental issues, I'm too afraid to leave the house most of the time cause of severe dissociate, anxiety depression disorders. I'm now 31 and my grandmother who raised me let me move back in 7 years ago. All my life, but especially since her mother and my granddad died, she's become very mean. I wish I could just explain, but it's hard. Like I have no where else to turn except living on the streets because of my disorder. I'm a calm, idealistic sort of person. My younger brother probalby would be too, but he's become near psychotic due to her too I think.
Look, I'm trying to explain.. this woman is never satisfied. Even before my granddad died 5 years ago, all my life there was this mantra in my family of this manufactured "making grandmothers life hell" when no one ever does any d@mn thing that she doesn't create. Random example, it's 70 degrees outside, she leaves the house, and I turn off the heater. We know what a sane person does when they return if they're cold, but what does she do? She goes into my room while I'm outside and rip the power plugs to my computer and TV out of the wall without turning them off first. She is CONSTANTLY on me and putting me down; see, thing is, she does help me with living but I often compare her behavoir as feeding a dog gourmet food but beating it after it's done...after the dog yells and complains they are mis-treated, the grandmother turns saying "look at the things I do for you, are you never grateful for anything, look at the money I spend on you!" But then the dog, beaten turns and says "but you also are cruel to me, you are my only family, why do you do me this way...to your closest relative...the one you raised from age 10?" Then grandmother begins a list of threats (she has done threats all my life..."i'm going to disconnect your phone, i'm going to sell your car, i'm going to turn off your internet"...
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