i hate it here and tried holding it together and not cry around my baby. the mom puts so much stress on everyone like… my bf told her NOT to go into the trailer my brother was staying in bc it was a big mess that my brother and mom were going to clean up as they’re only able to finish up moving on weekends. my brother is 6’5 and was living in that tiny ass trailer with 2 cats for a couple years so yea, it was a huge mess. again, my bf told her not to go in there cuz they were coming back today to clean it up. what does she do at the crack of dawn? barge in and come at my bf all pissed off. she was out there all day cleaning it all out. super hostile about it acting all woe is me i’m SuCh a GoOd sAmAritAn and this is what i get~ stfu. then she barges into the room my mom was in and complains my animals are in there. 3rd time again i’m saying this… she was told not to go into there but instead wanted to barge into just to get mad at
something. couldn’t wait today the day they were coming by. so i didn’t wanna sit in this room all day again with my baby with a hostile old bitch hanging around so i left. i took sophia and went to my moms new place. sophia had a blast crawling all over the place cuz there is actual room and not a hoard of junk in the way. the floor was cleaner than here too so she was safe to do so. she was cruising on my moms couches and laughing a lot. it broke my heart that im stuck here at this old bitch house with NO room for my baby to grow. the bitch mom won’t give space at all. the floors are nasty here socks are always dirty when walking around. it’s always dark too. no light. it’s just not where i wanna be with a baby. it’s not a place for a baby to grow and learn. but in fucking stuck here. i should have told them i wanted a 3 bedroom place so i could live with my family . i only stayed for my bf. he’s doing his best to try and make it better. i’m hoping having sophia’s room and this room revamped will help. sophia can crawl from room to room instead of being stuck in this room on a small mat for hours and hours a day. it’s just so unhealthy. she needs room. it kills me and today i nearly broke down. i hate that mom so much. when she’s gone the house lights up like a dark cloud just vanishes but when she’s here it’s just dark. i hate it and i hate her. now i have to have thanksgiving here too to make my bf feel happy? i have to sit around a fucking table with deborah logan where. i refuse to talk. so i get to sit there uncomfortably. you know im just gonna barely eat or not eat at all. my baby can eat but i won’t. i’ll eat when i leave there to go to my moms. i don’t wanna be here.
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