Kicking a dead horse here, but anyways...
This is about my nana (dad's mom) and my mother. My nana recently moved into our home and revealed her true colors. I no longer have any love for her and my mom is about a hair away from having a nervous breakdown or killing the old bag. Yes, you are probably thinking, show some respect for your elders...What ever, if Satan had an english accent, he learned it from her.
Story goes like this my friends...The kids (sister and I) move out of the house. One to Toronto and one to Arizona (me). No reason to stay in the old city, as there is nothing left for my parents except my nana. Alright, she can move in with my parents. Oh wait, my parents have to get rid of half their stuff so they can fit her stuff in the basement (the new house is just that, new - basement is awesome). Ok, fine, they do it. Bah...I can't write anymore cause it makes me too angry...
Long story short,
Dad is retired (35 yrs in with RCMP) and is only 58 - NOT old. Nana has him believing he is a senior and too old to do anything, that he can't go out and he generally feels like "crud" now. He's depressed. The man has never been depressed in his life until now.
My Mom is quite close to having a nervous breakdown, she can't even look at my nana without raging. My mom hasn't worked since I was born. She just went out and got a dishwashing job at a restaurant because they can't afford to replace everything in the basement once the old bag moves out. She used to smoke maybe 1/2 pack a day. She's now up to 2 packs because of stress. She is 5'6" and used to weigh like 140lbs, she is now down to 110lbs, again because of stress.
My parents came this (||) close to splitting up because of the witch.
Needless to say, my nana decided to move out to a different city so "My mom would get out of her hair" WTF? Go die already.
That's not even 1/100th of the story but now I'm pissed off and going to take a walk.
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