I just can't take it anymore Update: possessed table tops.

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I am very sorry to hear about everything happening at once, it is overwhelming. I think you got some great advice above, please do take care of yourself first and foremost - you won't be good to anyone else if you don't.

You said your step-dad had been receiving med's from the VA - I assume he's a veteran? There are a few organizations that specifically build and renovate homes for veterans. Homes for Heroes, Homes for our Troops, Soldier's Angels, even Home Depot has a foundation. I agree - get the local media involved, and you will probably get all the help you need with the home. Don't be afraid to ask your friends for help with some of the day-to-day things - if I had a friend going through all this I might not know what you need done, but would want to help in any way I could. My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family.
 
I'm sorry to hear about all this
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I can't do much but I can come clean your house if you would like.
 
Agingcare.com is a wonderful and helpful site for all of the concerns you maybe having right now. It helped me considerably. It is the BYC of elder care.
The people there are are helpful and very compassionate. They know the ins and out for assistance and ways to get help.
I hope this won't count as spam. They don't do anything with chickens. I apologize to the mods if it is.
 
3goodeggs said:
Agingcare.com is a wonderful and helpful site for all of the concerns you maybe having right now. It helped me considerably. It is the BYC of elder care.
The people there are are helpful and very compassionate. They know the ins and out for assistance and ways to get help.
I hope this won't count as spam. They don't do anything with chickens. I apologize to the mods if it is.
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thank you. I think I need to find a support group like that.
 
Things have, in some ways, gotten a whole lot worse. We are still waiting for a bed at the VA hospital for my stepfather to get his biopsy, and my biological father had to be hospitalized again because his heart thingy kept going off. They have him on new meds but he stays pretty weak.

I went to thanksgiving and while I enjoyed the time with my father and spent time getting to know a side of my family I never really met.

I won't go into details but the amount of back biting, back stabbing, and all out betrayal, screaming matches, and physical assaults among some on that side was shocking.

By the time I left, I left with a list of accusations lobbed at me (behind my back to some people who I have known for some time and knew me well and reluctantly told me about this) some of the accusations ( will not and can not say everything that was said to or about me, some is just too nasty) is I am a gold digger, and so is my mother, and I'm only coming around for money and that my father was "on to me" and that I think I'm getting things in his will and I'm not. I have to point out he came to me a year ago, found me, and said he wanted to establish a relationship. We have since established a relationship and I have learned a good deal from him and have slowly began to warm up to the father I never knew.

He offered to help me through some tight times and given me some gives (like the antique Browning compound bow I have on my wall), yes, but not showered money or anything like that. He had to try multiple times before I even accepted help.

Also I was accused of rolling my eyes and being mocking during the thanksgiving prayer. Something I would never do. I am very devout to my religious beliefs and part of them include praying with anyone no matter their faith, as long as the prayer does not seek to harm.

Some of the other ones just make no sense and led to me being screamed and cursed at in public while I sat in shock. Then people tried to convince me this is a normal healthy family and it was a good holiday because no one was arrested, no one punched anyone, and no one threatened to shoot anyone. I am not exaggerating and neither were they. I told them this sort of thing is not healthy, in which I was told that that was not true and I needed to get into the real world.

If that is a healthy way to deal with people then I'm wandering into the woods and never talking to people again. I talked to my father about what I was told and he laughed. He explained to me who to watch out for and said none of it was true and that he in no way thinks I'm pretending to be anything to get on his good side. I still told him I didn't think it was funny. He said he had to laugh at these things, because stressing about them would run him into the ground.

I felt like i had walked into a den of vampires or... maybe a 13 year old girls locker room. The lieing and betrayal was so bad, it has made it hard for me to trust anyone for a few days. I was even reluctant to tell my mom what happened, and she is the person I trust completely and value her insight on problems. And this horrible time ended with one of the strangest things I had ever seen in my life...

A glass desk top spontaneously exploding.

I am not kidding.
Amid all this chaos I and one of my sisters were at the desk. She was sitting and I was standing and we were talking. No one touched the glass, there was nothing on it, nothing running or vibrating. It just.. exploded.

It simply tore itself apart, sending half of itself flying across the room with this force like someone just swept it aside with one hand. Some of it slammed into my half sister who was sitting with her back to it while the rest of it hit the floor in a crackling mess.
After it exploded, the glass continued to crackle, little pieces jumping and popping up into the air like Mexican jumping beans.
Even in the trash can you could hear the swept up glass cracking and popping. No piece of glass was bigger than a dime, and most were smaller than the size of a pea.

I left almost immediately after that and went home. Honestly I am at a loss over the situation so all I can do now is put it behind me and focus on the next few weeks with my step father.

I have however, taken some time for myself. I have gone on a few dates, went to a coffee bar and just sat there with my lap top and drank hot tea and watched videos with my cell phone off, and I have actually had time to get some of the house in order. I just had to rearrange priorities and try not to worry about some other less important things.
 
KristyHall said:
Things have, in some ways, gotten a whole lot worse. We are still waiting for a bed at the VA hospital for my stepfather to get his biopsy, and my biological father had to be hospitalized again because his heart thingy kept going off. They have him on new meds but he stays pretty weak.

I went to thanksgiving and while I enjoyed the time with my father and spent time getting to know a side of my family I never really met.

I won't go into details but the amount of back biting, back stabbing, and all out betrayal, screaming matches, and physical assaults among some on that side was shocking.

By the time I left, I left with a list of accusations lobbed at me (behind my back to some people who I have known for some time and knew me well and reluctantly told me about this) some of the accusations ( will not and can not say everything that was said to or about me, some is just too nasty) is I am a gold digger, and so is my mother, and I'm only coming around for money and that my father was "on to me" and that I think I'm getting things in his will and I'm not. I have to point out he came to me a year ago, found me, and said he wanted to establish a relationship. We have since established a relationship and I have learned a good deal from him and have slowly began to warm up to the father I never knew.

He offered to help me through some tight times and given me some gives (like the antique Browning compound bow I have on my wall), yes, but not showered money or anything like that. He had to try multiple times before I even accepted help.

Also I was accused of rolling my eyes and being mocking during the thanksgiving prayer. Something I would never do. I am very devout to my religious beliefs and part of them include praying with anyone no matter their faith, as long as the prayer does not seek to harm.

Some of the other ones just make no sense and led to me being screamed and cursed at in public while I sat in shock. Then people tried to convince me this is a normal healthy family and it was a good holiday because no one was arrested, no one punched anyone, and no one threatened to shoot anyone. I am not exaggerating and neither were they. I told them this sort of thing is not healthy, in which I was told that that was not true and I needed to get into the real world.

If that is a healthy way to deal with people then I'm wandering into the woods and never talking to people again. I talked to my father about what I was told and he laughed. He explained to me who to watch out for and said none of it was true and that he in no way thinks I'm pretending to be anything to get on his good side. I still told him I didn't think it was funny. He said he had to laugh at these things, because stressing about them would run him into the ground.

I felt like i had walked into a den of vampires or... maybe a 13 year old girls locker room. The lieing and betrayal was so bad, it has made it hard for me to trust anyone for a few days. I was even reluctant to tell my mom what happened, and she is the person I trust completely and value her insight on problems. And this horrible time ended with one of the strangest things I had ever seen in my life...

A glass desk top spontaneously exploding.

I am not kidding.
Amid all this chaos I and one of my sisters were at the desk. She was sitting and I was standing and we were talking. No one touched the glass, there was nothing on it, nothing running or vibrating. It just.. exploded.

It simply tore itself apart, sending half of itself flying across the room with this force like someone just swept it aside with one hand. Some of it slammed into my half sister who was sitting with her back to it while the rest of it hit the floor in a crackling mess.
After it exploded, the glass continued to crackle, little pieces jumping and popping up into the air like Mexican jumping beans.
Even in the trash can you could hear the swept up glass cracking and popping. No piece of glass was bigger than a dime, and most were smaller than the size of a pea.

I left almost immediately after that and went home. Honestly I am at a loss over the situation so all I can do now is put it behind me and focus on the next few weeks with my step father.

I have however, taken some time for myself. I have gone on a few dates, went to a coffee bar and just sat there with my lap top and drank hot tea and watched videos with my cell phone off, and I have actually had time to get some of the house in order. I just had to rearrange priorities and try not to worry about some other less important things.
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Kristy why they are saying and doing these things are because they are WARPED and they want your daddy's money, (they say these things because they are actually talking about their motives and apply them to you too) if you where not around and he died they would take everything or almost everything and leave you nothing. I know you want little or nothing of his (I am sure if he had a small sum of money enough to pay some bills and not much else that you got as an inhearatince and the others got 10x or more than what you got it more than likely not hurt your feelings). I have family like this, I don't want anything to do with them, after my mom dies I won't, she wants to see them and can't drive so I will bear them until then....
 

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