PRISONER IN MY OWN HOUSE
Feeling like a prisoner in my own house.....trapped inside a bedroom not wanting to come out.....trapped by own choice because I don't want to hear another person say some whinny comment, have a hot headed arrogant teenager go off about something and don't want to deal with dirty people that don't clean up after themselves. Temporary change in custody has got me feeling some kind of way where I just don't want to be bothered with the daily bullshit and constant reminders of how my life is now.
I'll sit in here and day dream about the past where I could go anywhere, do anything and not be a prisoner of a lifestyle that I signed up for. I wish I knew then what I know now for many, many, many reasons. Love is blind that's for damn sure!
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Go back in there and scream
Go back in there and scream STFU. }:) }:) }:)
your house take control.....
your house take control..... either they ship up or they ship out...
seriously, you are the adult and if DH dares say anything turn to him and say - fine leave your precious brats out of this, here's the mop/broom/bucket start cleaning mister... when I agreed for kids to move in temporarily I did not agree to live in a mess!!!
I used to hide in my room
I used to hide in my room when the SS's came over as well. I finally realized that I was just giving them more and more power over me and my home when I did that. I finally decided to stop and take front and center of my own home. I paid for the TV they were taking over, I paid for the food they were eating and I paid for the roof over their head. Once I started to become front and center again, they all either stopped coming over (because they didn't run the show anymore) or they shaped up. Stop hiding. You are only giving them the power to control you. Once you have some sense of control back In your home, you will feel much better about yourself.
Be the nag. If they make messes, make them clean it up. If they whine, call them out on it.
My OSS refused to come over and stay for years because I made him move his xbox from the main TV in the living room to the finished basement. Seriously....he stopped coming over because of that. I was just fine with that. I would rather him not come then be here and think he runs the house.
MSS stopped coming because he wasn't being catered to and treated like a GOD. He had to help with chores (rarely I may add) and didn't like it so he stopped coming over. And because I had a rule of "no food or drinks in the bedroom or basement" He didn't like that rule and didn't like that I woke him up at 8 am on a Saturday to clean up these items he had in the basement when he knew it was not allowed. OK, I am good with that too. YSS actually got on board with the program and comes over, is helpful and loves spending time at our house. He knows the rules and follows them happily.