I haven’t ate or gone to the bathroom in 4 days afraid to leave my room
the last 3 days my mother has been verbally and emotionally abusing me. I was in the process of selling my car to my grandma (because my grandma said she’d buy the car off of me to keep for my mother instead of the bank repossessing the car). my grandma asked me what is the plan, I shared with her that we have till the 10th of the month to pay off the vehicle. as the last few payments I wasn’t able to make since I lost my job and have been fighting to manage my disabilities. I was denied insurance through the state so I haven’t been on my medications and I haven’t been able to see the doctor.
my mother came to my room and told me that I didn’t tell her the same information that I told my grandma. I stood firm and repeated that I did (but it honestly doesn’t concern her as there’s no payments coming from her to pay off the vehicle). I ask her why she has an attitude and is getting into my business with grandma and my mother then starts to tell me “i’ve been so successful in my life, I bought a house at 27, owned my own business, had my own car, had a relationship, and what do you have? a bedroom” this had me gagged for a moment and I said back, “you also lost your house, lost your business, lost your car, lost your relationships, and where are you at? living with your parents” she yelled back down the hall at me “you’re a horrible person, you’re a horrible son, you’re a horrible human” I shut and locked my door and was in my room the rest of the evening.
the next morning I left my room early and grabbed my car keys because in my mind, my mother was not going to drive my car anywhere without an apology. (mind you… I have never received an apology from her in my life). so I go to the bathroom and I couldn’t do anything unfortunately, IBSC/no meds/stress/not enough water whole combo. so I leave the bathroom and my mother is standing in my room and asked if I had taken the keys. I said that I did and about 50 times she yells at me “give them to me!” no, I am not giving you a reward for treating me poorly especially as my mother. she starts looking around and trying to find my keys and I shout at her to “get out of my room!” I physically push her out and shut and lock my door and she screams at me through the door “i’m taking your door off the hinges! fuck you POS! YOURE A HORRIBLE FING PERSON” I was shaking so bad on the verge of calling 911 saying that I was in a hostile situation if she took my door.
well… I didn’t end up leaving my room till 1130pm so over 12 hours later to go to the bathroom and I noticed that all of my rugs and shower curtains are taken… stuff that I paid for, is she really this petty? to take away something for me to bathe myself?
I go downstairs to get water in my water bottle so i have something in my system and I talk to my grandma who spends her time in the living room on her phone, she doesn’t respond so I walk up to her after my water bottle is full and say “hello??” she looks up from her phone and I ask her “so my mother just gets to take whatever she wants around here?” my grandma says “well she paid for them and you took the keys” I look at her in such disgust and say, “yes I took the keys because she disrespected me. she is a liar and now I guess also a thief. I paid for all my bathroom supplies” I pull up the receipt and show my grandma and she tells me “well then you need to take it up with her” I took a deep breath and said, “you know, where were you the last couple days while I was being terrorized? I know you aren’t deaf” “what am I supposed to do?” she asks me I roll my eyes because she always takes my mothers side on any occasion. I look at her one last time and tell her, “for that, not showing up for me, you’re a bitch. and fuck you our relationship is over from this point forward”
today, my mother has slammed doors and been all around my items that aren’t in my room so who knows what’s been touched.
I come here tonight because I haven’t left my room from last night and I haven’t ate in 4 days now and I know I need to go to the bathroom but I am so scared of leaving my room. I feel like a hostage in my own house