My Aunt is Living with Us Again :(
Dec. 17th, 2018 02:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mayalaenLast year about this time Carol lived with us for... 2 months? 3 months? Whatever it was, it was awful.
I've had two stalkers in my life for years, and she's one of them. She does super creepy things like going through my drawers and closets while I'm not there, taking clothing of mine into her room because she wants "a piece" of me (not to wear the clothes or anything but just to have them!), and also used to sneak into my room at night and take pictures of me while I was sleeping.
She even talks about me in a creepy way. She says my name all dreamy like and thinks everything I saw is amazing and funny and charming. She looks at me like a love-sick puppy. She's gone to counseling for it, but whenever she's around me it's like she doesn't even try to control it.
The only reason the picture taking stopped was because I'm a light sleeper now. When I was a teen and in my early 20s, I slept REALLY deeply, but after my big psychotic break at 25 years old, I started being a very light sleeper. I caught her coming into my room a few times and told her to knock it off. She hasn't done that in years.
Her staying here is NOT good for my mental health and not good for my mom's physical health because her sister wears her out. She won't make Carol go to the ER because Carol refuses, so my mom just lets her stay here when she's doing extra poor mentally.
Carol, very nonchalantly, told us yesterday that two weeks ago she didn't want to live anymore, so she took a couple shots of alcohol and a bunch of pills. She didn't take enough to kill herself, just enough to knock her out for a day. When she told us, she did it with such detachment that I realized she's in a dissociative state.
Her psych doc wants her in the hospital. I want her in the hospital. But she refused, and my mom (painfully codependent) said okay well then just move in with us for now.
Last year when Carol stayed with us I did so bad mentally that I was seriously considering moving out. When my mom realized how bad I was doing, she moved her sister into her own bedroom, and that helped a little, but then my mom doesn't get enough rest.
Carol is one of those people I wish would just disappear. She never wants to do anything anyone tells her, including take care of her diabetes in any way and even flaunts it in your face. She lies to all her docs. She won't even take the medications right -- takes what she wants when she wants, which makes psych medications worse than no medication would be.
She also admitted she's been eating almost nothing but caramel popcorn and soda for the last two weeks. She laughed about how awful that must be for a diabetic.
It's been my opinion for YEARS that she does all this on purpose. She really wants to live here with us, but she's living with her brother, who takes good care of her but also believes all her lies. I think Carol purposely eats the way she does and fucks up her medication so that she gets bad enough my mom will let her live here.
And even while she's here, she continues to lie, sneaks into my dad's room and eats all his chocolate, and goes through my stuff when I'm not here. She also likes to hang around hallways and try to listen in on conversations. It drives my mom crazy. Like we don't have enough to deal with, we also have to put up with her asshole sister when really if she's going to behave like this, she should be under the care of professionals who won't let her pull shit like this.
I don't know what this will do to my mental health or my mom's physical health this time, but I'm already very nervous. Carol doesn't scare me, but she certainly does make life difficult.
I'm very tired of other people's self-made crises having a huge impact on our lives. The sad part is the reason they impact our lives is because my mom, who is very codependent and an enabler, enables them and lets them, and the only reason I haven't moved away yet is because of my mom. Once she dies I'm outta here. But she's also the reason. Ugh.
I've had two stalkers in my life for years, and she's one of them. She does super creepy things like going through my drawers and closets while I'm not there, taking clothing of mine into her room because she wants "a piece" of me (not to wear the clothes or anything but just to have them!), and also used to sneak into my room at night and take pictures of me while I was sleeping.
She even talks about me in a creepy way. She says my name all dreamy like and thinks everything I saw is amazing and funny and charming. She looks at me like a love-sick puppy. She's gone to counseling for it, but whenever she's around me it's like she doesn't even try to control it.
The only reason the picture taking stopped was because I'm a light sleeper now. When I was a teen and in my early 20s, I slept REALLY deeply, but after my big psychotic break at 25 years old, I started being a very light sleeper. I caught her coming into my room a few times and told her to knock it off. She hasn't done that in years.
Her staying here is NOT good for my mental health and not good for my mom's physical health because her sister wears her out. She won't make Carol go to the ER because Carol refuses, so my mom just lets her stay here when she's doing extra poor mentally.
Carol, very nonchalantly, told us yesterday that two weeks ago she didn't want to live anymore, so she took a couple shots of alcohol and a bunch of pills. She didn't take enough to kill herself, just enough to knock her out for a day. When she told us, she did it with such detachment that I realized she's in a dissociative state.
Her psych doc wants her in the hospital. I want her in the hospital. But she refused, and my mom (painfully codependent) said okay well then just move in with us for now.
Last year when Carol stayed with us I did so bad mentally that I was seriously considering moving out. When my mom realized how bad I was doing, she moved her sister into her own bedroom, and that helped a little, but then my mom doesn't get enough rest.
Carol is one of those people I wish would just disappear. She never wants to do anything anyone tells her, including take care of her diabetes in any way and even flaunts it in your face. She lies to all her docs. She won't even take the medications right -- takes what she wants when she wants, which makes psych medications worse than no medication would be.
She also admitted she's been eating almost nothing but caramel popcorn and soda for the last two weeks. She laughed about how awful that must be for a diabetic.
It's been my opinion for YEARS that she does all this on purpose. She really wants to live here with us, but she's living with her brother, who takes good care of her but also believes all her lies. I think Carol purposely eats the way she does and fucks up her medication so that she gets bad enough my mom will let her live here.
And even while she's here, she continues to lie, sneaks into my dad's room and eats all his chocolate, and goes through my stuff when I'm not here. She also likes to hang around hallways and try to listen in on conversations. It drives my mom crazy. Like we don't have enough to deal with, we also have to put up with her asshole sister when really if she's going to behave like this, she should be under the care of professionals who won't let her pull shit like this.
I don't know what this will do to my mental health or my mom's physical health this time, but I'm already very nervous. Carol doesn't scare me, but she certainly does make life difficult.
I'm very tired of other people's self-made crises having a huge impact on our lives. The sad part is the reason they impact our lives is because my mom, who is very codependent and an enabler, enables them and lets them, and the only reason I haven't moved away yet is because of my mom. Once she dies I'm outta here. But she's also the reason. Ugh.
