youngatheart
Member
- Joined
- Nov 2, 2023
- Messages
- 22
- Reason
- DX FIBRO
- Diagnosis
- 06/2023
- Country
- US
- State
- NY
So my brother moved his girlfriend in to my house, telling me she would be here to help me with housework and things I can't do on a regular basis. I was okay with this... at first. Then she started to say little things to me "Oh, you could do more if you wanted to" " I know so-and-so they have FM and can sweep their floors, why can't you? " I would calmly try to explain and she would just be like "whatever" or cut me off telling me I was just making excuses. (I have been having a major flare of FM and my arthritis for the past two weeks). I know my temper and would just bite my tongue and walk away because she obviously was not going to be rational.
Now, mind you all she has done for me is the floors once a week, occasionally wash dishes, and cook dinner for the entire household one night a week.
She has hung houseplants all over my house (without asking), replaced my sectional with a smaller couch (also without asking), and a slew of other things that were getting under my skin.
Fast forward to today and I discovered she had thrown out some of my good produce. "To make more room in the fridge." Meanwhile there are weeks old leftovers and leftovers she brings home from work in the fridge. So I went and threw it all out. When she asked about it I told her "Yes, I threw it out to make room in the fridge." (Maybe a little petty π€· π) She then proceeded to tell me off. Well, I have a lot of pent up anger from all her little digs and her basically forgetting who's house this is. I responded "Don't throw my food out and why did you leave all that other *$%7 in the fridge? Maybe you need a reminder whose house this is." Her: " Well you're always saying you eat the leftovers for lunch so I left them. Maybe if you got off your *butt* and did something."
Really!? π π
I threw the project I was working on to the ground, got out of my recliner, hobbled to the kitchen, and started giving it to her. My brother then jumped in and started to yell at me defending her. He began parroting her.
My pain level at this point has me ready to pass out. π«
I begin to cry and tell my brother that he knows I do what I can when I can and most days I still do more than my body wants me too.
She returns and tells me to "stop crying. you're just being manipulative, stop trying to manipulate him"
I grabbed a banana and threw it at her, it glanced the side of her head and told her to get the "duck" out of my house.
I am not proud of my behavior, but my pain level has gone way down! πππ
Now, mind you all she has done for me is the floors once a week, occasionally wash dishes, and cook dinner for the entire household one night a week.
She has hung houseplants all over my house (without asking), replaced my sectional with a smaller couch (also without asking), and a slew of other things that were getting under my skin.
Fast forward to today and I discovered she had thrown out some of my good produce. "To make more room in the fridge." Meanwhile there are weeks old leftovers and leftovers she brings home from work in the fridge. So I went and threw it all out. When she asked about it I told her "Yes, I threw it out to make room in the fridge." (Maybe a little petty π€· π) She then proceeded to tell me off. Well, I have a lot of pent up anger from all her little digs and her basically forgetting who's house this is. I responded "Don't throw my food out and why did you leave all that other *$%7 in the fridge? Maybe you need a reminder whose house this is." Her: " Well you're always saying you eat the leftovers for lunch so I left them. Maybe if you got off your *butt* and did something."
Really!? π π
I threw the project I was working on to the ground, got out of my recliner, hobbled to the kitchen, and started giving it to her. My brother then jumped in and started to yell at me defending her. He began parroting her.
My pain level at this point has me ready to pass out. π«
I begin to cry and tell my brother that he knows I do what I can when I can and most days I still do more than my body wants me too.
She returns and tells me to "stop crying. you're just being manipulative, stop trying to manipulate him"
I grabbed a banana and threw it at her, it glanced the side of her head and told her to get the "duck" out of my house.
I am not proud of my behavior, but my pain level has gone way down! πππ