I know it must seem like the few times I am able to get online, I am bitching about something. I don't know if I have turned into that much of a pessimist, or if my life has currently taken a shitty turn for hell. I apologize for the somber note of this topic, but I need to let loose some hard core steam.

I guess...it is best to start from the beginning.

I had previously posted on here in forums about personal biz, and how my tyrannical crazy C-U-Next-Tuesday, of a mother has this hobby of making her children just as miserable as herself. It is freaking awful. I am 26 years old and the only safe place for me to rant about this stuff is on Subeta...no offense all. Friggin ridiculous...Anyway, I digress.

Things went from bad to worse quickly. I have never gotten along with my mother. She hates kids and has two, so obviously it is a recipe for something terrible. Think...mommy dearest. As to why I was staying with her? She is sick, has been for years. Well, what used to be medicine to help cope with an illness, turned into a crutch for everything. From problems with her own mother, to shitty life choices in recent events and everything else in between.

To make my point of how fucked up this situation is...I have a son. He is 18 months old. So, one cold December she decides to give over 1.5k to a couple of needle junkies that she felt were fit to befriend and bring into her home. The bills were not paid. The power was going to be cut off. Pills...were more important than the welfare of her own grandson. She said it was to fix the family car. A starter doesn't cost nearly that much to fix. So I told her, you are either lying through your teeth to me, or you are very naive. At this point, I am worried about my baby. How is he going to stay warm, we had no where to go as of yet and the power is about to go out in the middle of winter...Things escalated to a violent point where I was hiding with my son in my room, sitting with my back against the door so she can't open it. I am a thick girl, I am not easy to move.

Police come. In a short 15 hours, I lost everything. DCS got involved, I was arrested due to my age. I was younger and my mother is the home owner. My advice? Be the first one to call the cops. Anyway, now, while I still have custody of my son ( thank the universe for that blessing) I am homeless. Which means...he has to stay with a family member during the no contact and in the events of my homelessness. I am currently staying with my cousin, but that is not considered a stable environment. I am now working the graveyard shift in a factory making sharpies for 10 an hour to make money to put back for a place.

I am grateful for the blessings that have come my way, a good job, a good car, my very supportive boyfriend, and the fact that I DO still have full custody of my child...I am just ready for this nightmare to already be over. I am jumping through so many hoops...I feel like a damn show pony and I am getting no where. I am still homeless, and that is what is eating at me. I managed the other milestones just fine, I lack the patience for putting back money though. I wish I could just win the friggin lottery...

Rant over.

I feel you hon, I am not in as badder position as yourself, but I have a mum who cares more about herself and every 'stray' she picks up more than her children and lived in that environment for many of years. Infact I have spent all of tonight being rubbished for feeling shit and in the next breathe being told I am shit because I asked her to dinner, shes also not well in herself not that it makes it better. If you ever want anybody to rant to in private I am totally here to swap stories or just listen :)

Karma always balances the good and bad. I hope a fortune comes your way.

So here is an update on the situation from when I posted this topic.

It has been a year now, and it isn't completely over...but lemme just lay it out.

I eventually got my own place, just to lose it and then lose my car. So now I am back at my moms and on the same day that I lost my car, I got a phone call for an interview.

Bittersweet???

On top of that, I am not back at my moms...kinda...which means I will be on here more.

As of right now I am working on a small project to keep my mind off of things. My mother owns a nice little piece of property and in the back is a shed that she isn't really putting into any kind of use and its just filled with rotted items. So I have started cleaning it out and I am about to turn it into a she shed. A female man cave :D I saw the idea all over fb, and I thought why not. It is going to be some hard work, but the shed itself is too cute for words. It looks more like a small cottage, and even has decorative vine on one side. I think it my separate peace, any ideas?

Idk, I figured I would gather thoughts and input on the whole thing in general.

At least things are looking up right?