It is a bunch of hurt feelings turning into anger, resentment and a huge mess. They are adults which makes it hard to step in and mediate like we did when they were children. Sometimes I miss those days. Ickiness could be solved with a time out if necessary.
Ugh. I feel ya. I watch my brother and [insert any friend or family member here] do this all the time, and right now I am the object of his anger because I asked him not to bring any sugar into my house because of a borderline blood test in early pregnancy and a DEMAND from my midwife that I give up all sugar IMMEDIATELY [she also made me take a first trimester glucose tolerance test, which is no joke]. He took this, like he takes everything, as a personal assault on him, and accused me of 'passive-aggressively hinting that I wanted him to leave'. So he DID, and is now blaming me for kicking him out--which I did no such thing. And now he is HOMELESS and my mother is NEEDLESSLY STRESSED, all because he can't conceive of something not being about him. Or that someone's actions or requests IN THEIR OWN HOME might actually JUST be about taking care of themselves and not in any way PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE. I have never been called that in my life!
Everyone is out to get him. Every single one of the 10 different households who have sheltered him over the last 2 or 3 years, are, according to him, miserable and jealous of him and that's why they 'kicked him out'. I now doubt that anyone [except my Aunt, who told me herself that she did] every actually kicked him out. I think folks just got sick of his constant b*tching and bad moods, his terrible sleep and other habits, and any number of other things, and told him to cool it, or to smoke further away from the door, or to, you know, respect their space a little more, and he got angry and blew up at them and left. In a flurry of nasty text messages, accusing them of every flaw he sees in himself, but is unable to admit.
I know I am mentally ill. I suffer from pretty bad OCD and anxiety. I know I can be hard to deal with. But my life is stable. I keep my kids fed and take care of myself and my household. Before I became a mom, I went to college while holding down sometimes multiple jobs. I always kept a roof over my head, all on my own most of the time, and food on the table. In his 15 years of adulthood, this has NEVER been the case for him. Even when he had a stable job, he never earned enough to pay for his own place in full, and jobs never lasted long.
I am NOT the one at fault here, and I refuse to take the blame. I know this is slightly more than an IA, but it's still petty, so I'll stay off the other thread for now. It's just that he called me just now--three and a half weeks after the fact, and when I've finally gotten my life back in order after all the chaos he caused [most of which I didn't even realize at the time was because of his presence]--SCREAMING at me for venting to some of my friends the day it happened. Blaming me for not coming to him first [I tried to be reasonable with him about it repeatedly before I turned to my friends. He wouldn't hear it, only accusing me of 'kicking him out' and 'causing him to be homeless without a penny to his name AGAIN']. He conveniently doesn't remember his own reactions, just his projected idea of my behavior.
Ugh. My therapist told me to not give him any more energy and to block his number. But I can't actually do that, because if I do, and he tries to contact me, he will eventually get through somehow and will be so irate that it will just be worse. I shut him down as well as I could, but this is no guarantee that it'll stop. He claims he no longer has a sister. I told him I wasn't going to respond to that statement, but if he wanted to communicate with me about something, it had to be cordial or not to bother. I hope he just leaves me out of his mess until I'm fully back in therapy. I see a new therapist next week.
Thanks for listening, all
