
Not sure if this is right place to post but here I go,
I’m 19 and have been living independently in my own home for about a year. Until year recently I have not been so independent because of some stupid financial booboos, and my mother had been always asking me to pay her bills…(I didn’t think I could exactly let them just turn off her utilities) and I have been usually making the payments on her house. Recently after a visit from my grandfather, I decided that maybe I could save some money moving to my mother’s house for a little while (which is also in my name anyway and was, im memory, my late father’s house)…what novel idea

. Well after a little cheer from mum and an extra spoiling, tucking in, etc.,…being here has not only reminded me of why I left in such a haste in the first place, but has become a situation I absolutely HATE. To begin with, she is living in adultery (not just cohabitation, but with some divorcee she may as well have picked off the back alley street, blind and bloated who never does ANYTHING AT ALL…) and in my father’s old house and in my father’s old room!!, with some guy half her age, who knows no English, isn’t even a citizen, and has NOTHING, absolutely nothing and does ABSOLUTELY nothing (except maybe lay down all day listening to his sad sports…). my opinions of this are cast off as juvenile and judgemental, while she insists I have some sort of sexual identity crisis (What the bleedin’ flip!!!

)…but of course she’s not judgemental oh no…apparently I have more responsibility for sins I’ve never committed than she is for sins that she openly commits and defends. Except when in some rare moment, she acts spiteful and demanding, wanting me to conform exactly to her ways, fulfil any silly chore she can find, and while there are times where there are “legitimate” chores to ‘find’, she seems to demand I work and clean house and act as if I totally still depend on her (despite the fact I pay for about anything she doesn’t get paid for by the government, and often reminds in a not-so grateful way “Be careful with the water, YOU’RE paying it!”). She insists on my selling my own house (which I retain but have shut off the utilities for now) and just giving her the bulk of the proceeds and is getting others in the family to egg me on. Meanwhile of course, her illegitimate divorced lover continues to loaf around…in the same bed…forever…then she uses this as an excuse in one of her sad attempts to get her foolish son (me…) to bestow upon her sin my own imprimatur. He’s never egged on and we are have to be EXTREMELY careful (pbuh) that none of his feelings are hurt…oh no God forbid. Meanwhile, so much of her love, if there is any truly indeed for me, seems so superficial or at least not in first place (of which I am not demanding to be in, but she claims I am there), despite the fact she often derides my own feelings while scolding me for not caring for other’s feelings (namely her and her lover because I won’t bestow my approval of adultery to her). Now to top this all off, she’s borderline insane and has been institutionalised before. She is not a well person…and often, not with anyone else of course…likes to display this side of her, often but going in little psychotic fits where she’ll pretend to hurt herself and threaten suicide…no, she doesn’t do this with anyone else…just me…she then later defends it as some spontaneous breakdown…though the whole thing seems orchestrated.
Sorry for the rant, but I’m just desperate but I feel like living in my house…with the lights and water off…eating the dust collecting on the furniture…sounds like a novel and luxuriously improved way of living than this current situation…I don’t know what to do…I want to leave but this madwoman I’m obliged to call mother is pushing my limits! …and of course she’ll threaten me with another little psychotic fit (I recall a time when I still lived at home I called the police after she started breaking things and smashing a chair)…and I’m afraid to those things such as anger and resentment, which are building not only as she shoves me over the edge, but as the memories all those psycho insensitive moments are coming back to haunt me. Thank you anyone in advance for you help and prayers!