*sigh* I just wish my family was sane.

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I finally got out of Pensacola, away from my mother. I'm in Kentucky now with my grandmother (dad's mom). This is a much better situation in general, but there's still a few things that irk me.

1. She blames me every time she can't figure something out on her computer. Mostly the fact that she's unable to sign in to her email. She keeps getting an error message that says her username and password are wrong, and she SWEARS they are right. Then she accuses me of doing something to mess up her computer, when I didn't have anything to do with it! I am going to call google support for her today to recover her password-- money says it isn't what she keeps saying it is!

2. Any time I bring up something that's wrong with me (like my bipolar or a headache) she tells me it doesn't exist because Jesus took it to the cross. She says to stop saying I'm sick because it isn't true and it can't be true because sickness doesn't exist. She tells me I don't need my medications (mind you, every time I go off my meds I end up in a downward spiral). Yet even now, she is sick, coughing and phlegm in her chest, and she's moping around saying she's sick, and taking damn plenty NyQuil. For some reason, her sicknesses are real, while mine are a figment of my imagination.

WHERE ARE THE SANE PEOPLE??!?!

I suggest you look around for yet another relative to live with. No offence, but Granny is a few cards short of a full deck. Elderly people tend to get forgetful, and cranky. When people of any age are cranky, they often take out their mad mood on whoever is handiest, instead of just dealing with the problem. The business about declaring that you don't have a medical condition, and thus don't need any help or accommodation for it, while she is allowed to wallow in her own illness appears irrational. Definitely do look for another living arrangement. You should also let her doctor know about this.

That sounds rough. If it helps any, I'm not convinced there is such a thing as a totally sane family.

Maybe when you get her password help figured out, you could help her by making a little notebook she could keep the exact password written down in, just to make sure she is remembering it correctly each time.

I understand about the religious mindset because my father has the same lecture about prescription medications and Jesus and what have you. And it was super hard for me to accept help because of his constant lecturing on the subject, but I tried for a very long time and could have been helped a long time ago instead of struggling without appropriate meds. Stay strong and do what you know is right, even if means she disagrees with you. I got to the point where I just dont talk to my dad about it, no matter what. I have to do what works for me.

I wish you the best of luck and let us know how it goes!