It's so exasperating to write.
Just wish I were dead.
Then I wouldn't be suffering. I would miss my dog.
I'm rejected and unwanted..even by my own mother (who is an Abuser ..toxic as they come - but she hides her cruelty from others.
I had a job interview yesterday, didny get it.
I've been severely depressed and imobilized with feelings of inadequacy, no self worth, no esteem.
Well, I get home and after I told her I didn't get it, she turns to me all serious and says
" Can I ask you something?"
(I thought it was something along the lines of trying to make me feel better about not getting it etc)
*I said What?
"Can you help your brother move tomorrow, he has no one. (My brother owns a 2 story house, in a rich city of CT, has a "gf" of over 10 years and she's got a son living with them who's in his twenties - my brother is the GOLDEN BOY.
We grew up with him beating me up, choking me at one point. NEVER has come to my aid in Any form..not even to chat with me. When I lived in FL (all by myself, he would come to see a friend, vacation with his gf..and never would come see me.
EXCEPT for the time when he got in trouble with the Law and was fearful of going to jail, he would come and see me for 2 days, but leave and said he was going to see a friend - which I bet why he was in FL anyway.
But when he needed me, I was there for him. When he was out of work, and needed someone as a customer to his new career..I was there. I could go on.
Anyway, told my mother WHy DOESNT HE ASK *ME*? He didn't ask me. Am I not to be ASKED ??? Everybody else is but not ME?
Today she left a screaming message demanding I help him, threatening me.
I couldn't resist, I called her back and told her HOW DARE YOU etc. and hung up.
I'm out of work. She thinks she's got me right where she wants me Helpless and dependant...so she could treat me like shit and demand of me like I was some slave.
I fear I'm all alone in the world right now.
It's after 6pm and I'm usually in the door at 4pm
I don't want to go in there. I'm park a few blocks away with my dog in the backseat.
Been praying...got nowhere to go. I fear I'm going to be a beggar on the street, more worried about somebody taking my dog away.
Been wishing I was dead..so I leave this planet. I'm not welcomed here, rejected countless times in work and social life..and this sick twisted ' family'
Just wish I had a job and a place to live, so I can live....just LIVE.
Wake up and read the paper if I wanted, play with the dog...go for a walk. Talk to a neighbor.
My mother, I've been suspecting, VILLIFIES me to the family and extended family behind my back.
She's a Narcissist or Borderline...she's incapable of loving me, or SEEING me for that matter.
Wish I had a mom