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My parents are my landlords. They only bought the house for us to live in because my daughter was their only grandchild and since I'm on ssdi. Our options are limited. I also don't do well living with others. Exception being my daughter as she is literally a piece of me. My parents assured me that I didn't need a car because they would always help me with any urgent or last minute appointments, grocery trips, etc. I'm very accident prone. The harder I try to avoid injury. The more likely I seem to be to get hurt. My daughter is only 8 and has ear issues that cause her balance to be a little off. She's also started puberty and gets bullied mercilessly. My parents refused to help me with her appointments, urgent and scheduled. My in home caregiver can't always be available since she needs to work another full-time job to make ends meet. So I got a chance to get a great deal on a car for urgent needs and took the opportunity. There's more history, but my torn rotator cuff makes using my arm difficult. Even for poking my kindle. My brain developed mixed up connections starting at a young age. I don't blame my birth family, but it also wasn't exactly something I had control over. After misunderstandings and a separation of about ten years. My parents were briefly back in my life. Then I got pregnant. They were gone again after only two visits with a 3 month old. They came back when my daughter was 2 since my likelihood of dying increased. My beloved grandfather died and they used my dad's inheritance to buy a house so their granddaughter could have a better life. Now they have a grandson from my perfect sister. He's perfect. Their family is perfect. My daughter is labeled a horrid selfish spoiled brat that they don't like being around. My daughter doesn't want to shop with grandma. She'd rather hike or play a board game. Sometimes grandpa is fun. I finally broke under the stress of finding rides, being told what a terrible person and parent I am, and many more personal stabs at my daughter and I. We're grateful to get to live here. All I hear about is how expensive it is. I didn't make the roof leak, the water heater bust, or the septic fail inspection. But apparently the cost is my fault. Mind you I spent most of my backlogged ssdi on three new decks fixing all the walls and the bathroom, and buying a fence. Not to mention the physical yard work, cleaning inside and the garage, scraping ceilings, buying a garage door, and new light fixtures. Now that I broke again the worst has happened and they are abandoning my daughter. They don't want her now that their perfect child gave them a grandson. Apparently my neural issues as a child and all the damage I caused during the separation makes me too hard to "be involved" with anymore and having a car is just going to magically make all my issues disappear so they needn't bother themselves with us anymore.
I'm sad. I only ever wanted to feel loved by them and I know it's something that I can't even hope for. I thought I could be okay if they could at least love my daughter, but they let her go. I'm selling as much furniture and most of our belongings, so we'll be ready to move if they kick us out so they can buy the beach house they want instead.
My daughter loves me and I love her. We'll get through anything together. Meanwhile, I'm just sad.
I'm sad. I only ever wanted to feel loved by them and I know it's something that I can't even hope for. I thought I could be okay if they could at least love my daughter, but they let her go. I'm selling as much furniture and most of our belongings, so we'll be ready to move if they kick us out so they can buy the beach house they want instead.
My daughter loves me and I love her. We'll get through anything together. Meanwhile, I'm just sad.