Me: 38, 12 year Marine Vet, bachelor (long distance relationship but live on my own), no kids. Acute PTSD. I work extremely hard every day to manage my PTSD, anxiety, and depression. I keep things very controlled in my environment. Blessed to have just bought a house on a good sized chunk of land that is supposed to be my safe haven from the stress of other people. Just got a new dog and am bonding with and attending to him. I'm medically retired with no responsibilities except the ones I choose. Trying to enjoy my down time before I start college full time in January. My days run the full spectrum but today I am livid.
I called myself doing a good thing and am kicking myself over it. A friend of mine from my military days has a child with their former girlfriend. They live on the other coast and are house hunting in my State. To keep my buddys ex from having to camp in her car, I offered to let her crash at my place while she is in the area. Lots of shuffling around between states and over the weekend, she went and picked up their 6 year old daughter and brought her to the house. Ok, no problem. I'm not a morning person, a little more activity in the house than I'm used to, but things are going well between the 6 year old and the dog and I've got my coffee. I'm a little on edge, but doing okay. Then, around 11, the ex decides she wants a nap and goes in the spare bedroom to lay down, leaving her 6 year old with me (without asking). I think that is kind of rude, but it won't be that long, so I kind of just do my thing while keeping an eye out on the 6 y/o. That's not what pissed me off. After ex gets up from her nap, she is getting a grocery list together because she is planning a trip to the store (it takes about 35 minutes to get from my house to the nearest store). WITHOUT ASKING ME, she looks at her daughter and asks "Are you going to the store with me or are you staying here?" Wait..... excuse me? The 6 year old says she is staying. THEN, after she has given her daughter the option of staying, ex kind of looks at me and goes, "Well did you ask evilspicy?" So suddenly I am the asshole if I say no. I start to say "I don't think that's a good idea" but what came out was "I don't think I'll be doing anything interesting, you'll probably be bored." Because I am put on the spot and don't want to be the asshole saying no.
So now I have been appointed as a babysitter. I'm sorry, but I can't just ignore a 6 year old child. I now have to drop anything I may have wanted to do and keep an eye on this kid, feed them, keep them wrangled. I am pissed. I feel really taken advantage of.
To make matters worse, back when I was really hurting, homeless, and going through a breakdown some years ago, my buddy had wanted to take me in but this very ex who is staying with me and pawning her kid off on me said "No. he's not stable." oh.. but now I can babysit your kid.
Am I overreacting?