It’s been quite the month for me. The beginning of February I was at my externship all day and came home and immediately feel asleep in my scrubs. Around 11 pm I woke up to my phone ringing. I knew it was urgent because my little sister was calling and she never ever calls me, I can barely get her to text me and when she does she’s very dry. So of course I answer it. Her best friend picked up, he said my sister had hung herself (she’s only 18). He said they had cut her down, she was unconscious but had a pulse and paramedics were on their way. They tried to call my mom but she didn’t answer. So I hung up and called my older sister who is living with my mom and stepdad, told her what happened and every body’s freaking out trying to leave to go to her apartment. I live 30 minutes away but I got there in 10 minutes. The whole time I thought I was going to get there and she would be dead. But when I arrived the ambulance was leaving and I still had no idea if she was okay. I got to the hospital she was awake but drunk. And I ended up not being able to see her. She went inpatient for a week and I’ve only seen her once since she’s been out. When I saw her she was acting perfectly normal, said she was feeling better. Her bathroom door was torn apart because her friends had to break it down to get to her. A little more about my sister is she has always had depression and some pretty bad anger issues and has been using various types of drugs since she was 16. She mostly drinks (like a lot) and smokes meth and fentanyl. I know she’s at the very least getting shitfaced every single day but I suspect she’s back on meth and fentanyl because she is insanely skinny and will not talk to anyone and every time we try to go see her she ignores us or makes an excuse as to why we can’t come. I know there’s only so much I can do and it’s difficult now that she’s an adult and lives on her own. But the crazy part is not even close to the worst thing that’s happened this month. I need to give you a little back story about me and my stepdad first. I moved back in with my mom and stepdad when I was 17, I was living with my insanely abusive dad who just loved to torture me. Told me when I mentioned moving in with my mom that “if you ever try to leave my house again I will make your life a living hell” and also told me how he was the only one who loved me and wanted me. I was only able to leave his house after my first attempt of many. I was insanely insanely depressed, and dropped out of high school. My step dad was very nice and supportive until he wasn’t. He was the reason I had 16+ hospitalizations in the span of 2 years. He would tell me I don’t try, I’m just lazy, and berate me all day. But mostly the worst thing he would do is threaten to drive me to a homeless shelter and for a while he was trying to send me to a group home. I had so many attempts because I couldn’t bare the thought of being severely depressed AND homeless. And I went to the hospital every month because it was the only place i felt safe and could just feel a moment of peace. Something you need to know is I’ve been diagnosed with BPD, depression, anxiety, ocd, and ptsd. I self harmed religiously and was always attempting and each time I got closer. But in August 2022 I almost died. I took 200 Benadryl after my stepdad forced me to get a job or else he was gonna drive me to the homeless shelter. I was so scared to tell them that I only worked 2 hours and made up an excuse to go home and never returned the next day like they thought I did. I ended up doing 3 days in the ICU, intubated, in a coma, and 5 days on the telemetry unit. I spent 2 months inpatient after that. When I got out I did 7 months of full time group therapy, changed my medication, did individual therapy, and also did 60 sessions of TMS. And I’m a COMPLETELY different person now. Nobody could ever tell that I used to be that borderline and depressed. It’s probably been over a year since the last time I considered suicide or self harm. Shortly after I got better I went to MA school, which my stepdad said I wouldn’t be able to handle or finish school (My last day of school was yesterday and I start my job as an MA Monday ), I worked at a daycare then as a private caregiver. And was able to hold down those jobs with no issue. But my stepdad still didn’t like me and resented me for getting better. He told me himself that he was really jealous of how well I was doing and that he envied me. He was still constantly trying to kick me out said it was because “I didn’t want to have a relationship with him” said I didn’t deserve to go to school and I didn’t earn it. And even said I was the reason he was so depressed because I caused so much tension in the house??? But I never once talked back to him and he mostly ignored me and when he did talk to me he was mad at me. Now he’s in my position. Quit his job 8 months ago and hasn’t worked since, incredibly depressed, a drunk, and doesn’t do anything or take care of himself. He gets blackout drunk by 11am. Immediately has a glass of scotch first thing in the morning. And as soon as my mom gets home he’s asking her what she’s making him for dinner. When my mom asks for help around the house after working all day he says he had a hard day because he was “sick” but really he just drank himself sick the night before. So here’s the really fun part. I went over to the house one day to see my family just not my stepdad. I was kinda forced to be around him and he was very very drunk the whole night. When I was alone in the room with my sister she started telling me how he was sexually harassing her, making comments about how big his penis is and talking to her about edging. I was pretty upset already, and then he asked me if me and my best friend were having gay sex. And I was incredibly annoyed at that point. But he was very drunk and just keptttt drinking. And I was extremely uncomfortable so I told my sister I was heading home and then my stepdad just kept saying you can’t leave you can’t leave. And is literally falling over and stumbling trying to chase me to the door because he thought I was drinking and was trying to drive. I don’t drink alcohol, I don’t like it, it gives me anxiety so I don’t even know why he was thinking that. But he ended up following me to my car. Asking me over and over why are you leaving just stay here please just stay. The energy I got from him was the same energy that I got from my dad. Pedophile energy. I have no doubt in my mind that if I would’ve stayed the night he would’ve assaulted me. After that I went over February 17th, the night before my 21st birthday, I came over (reluctantly) to see my mom, sister and nephew. When I walked in my sister whispered brads already shitfaced. My mom told me later that night that Brad felt really uncomfortable with me being there and that he feels like everyone hates him. I didn’t stay long but as soon as I get home my sister FaceTimes me. Tells me Brad is unresponsive. They tried pouring water on his face, slapping him, rubbing his chest, shaking him, and zero reaction. They said he drank half a bottle of scotch and probably had beer on top of that. But they ended up finding BENADRYL every where in the bathroom. So he took a handful of that. And I ended up coming straight back to my moms to watch my nephew (he’s two and saw this entire thing go down so that’s great) because my sister works nights and my mom was gonna go to the hospital with Brad. So I ended up getting a few hours of sleep that night and woke up at 5am and drove 30 minutes to my house to get ready for my birthday. Basically my stepdad was playing the victim and was intentionally trying to ruin my birthday, and the fact that he overdosed on BENADRYL out of all the prescriptions and meds they had is really telling.
Now here’s where I’m caught up. My mom WILL NOT leave him. Anytime there’s a huge fight or incident which is very often, she threatens to divorce him but never does. He wins every argument. He is the rudest and most inconsiderate person I have ever met. He expects everyone to be perfect but he’s allowed to make as many mistakes as he wants. She justifies the arguing, the sexual harassment, the verbal abuse and the manipulating. The thing with my mom is that she’s only ever been in abusive and toxic relationships. And she’s been married 3 times. And she never stays single. At. All. She is extremely codependent and I see that in my sisters as well. She thinks she can fix these men. It’s like she gets into these relationships thinking she can change them. But you cannot convince a narcissist to be better. It just doesn’t work that way. And I have a lot of resentment towards my mom because her second husband was extremely emotionally and physically abusive to me and my sisters. BEFORE they got married. And she still married him AND he was already cheating on her AND she knew. I am not trying to victim blame, but she does have a duty as a mom to protect and do what’s best for her kids and she completely failed us and is continuing to do so into adulthood. I sent my mom a lengthy text and told her how I felt and that we shouldn’t speak for the time being because I’m not okay with her choosing a shitty relationship over her kids safety AGAIN. My sister told me she felt like he gave her Chris Watts vibes, like one day he’s going to snap and seriously hurt someone. And I 100% agree. Im worried for everyone’s safety at this point and I agreed to meet up with her and I want to help her come up with a plan to leave him. But I’m not feeling confident she will listen to me.
I’m sorry this post was extremely long. I just needed to get my thoughts out. But I’m doing really good mentally!!! Mostly because I don’t live at home anymore and I have a really peaceful home environment and I’m very good at coping now and I only focus and worry about the things I have control of.
If you read this far I would just like advice on what to say to my mom and how to approach her. She’s just very much in denial