First post. Stuck living with a toxic, martyr-complex mother for a few more years and losing my mind
First time posting here because I don't know where else to put this. The toxicity in my house is getting completely unbearable, and being trapped here is putting me in serious mental distress. I still have a few years before I can realistically move out and support myself, and right now that stretch feels suffocating.
My mom acts like the ultimate victim 24/7, and no matter what happens, I'm always cast as the villain. She runs around talking shit about me to anyone who will listen my dad, neighbors, and especially extended family like my buas (aunts). She feeds them twisted, one-sided stories so they can all make stereotypes about me and look down on me.
Her favorite weapon right now is her gallbladder surgery. She constantly tells relatives "they didn't even call me for 15 days" just to milk pity and make me look cold-hearted. But she completely wipes out reality: last year, whenever she was away, I would literally cry and call her all the time, while she barely even bothered to pick up. Now she rewrites history so she stays the saint.
She constantly compares me to random, unrelated things and completely refuses to acknowledge my actual capabilities or strengths. The goalposts never stop moving, so no matter what I do, I'm always wrong.
The hardest part to admit is that the house is only peaceful when she isn't in it. The second she walks out the door, the air clears and I can finally breathe. The second she walks back in, it's straight back into a minefield.
Being stuck at an age where you see right through the manipulation but don't have the freedom to just pack your bags and leave today feels like psychological torture.
For anyone who was the family scapegoat, how did you survive the remaining stretch before getting out without completely losing your sanity?