My family while being homeless (Me, my mom and two sisters) nearly had to come to terms with me getting severe frostbite.
My grandparents, all the way in florida, said that they couldn't sand by and let that happen. So back in Feburary, they let us stay with them.
It was kind of grating at first, because my grandmother is a super xian and everything. We are forced to go to church Sundays and (Wednesdays being bible study) For a long time, I had both grand-units fooled. My mom and two sisters didn't follow my path exactly, and chose the path of stupidity. they are not satanists, but not entirely committed to xianity either. But still, they blew of my concern at least trying to get them to lie. I knew for sure that if we professed we wern't xian, we'd be back on that road. Especially since I am Satanist, through and through.
They get lazy, my family and thus I have to pick up the slack around house chores and stuff. My grandmother starts getting my my case because I "Wait on my my mom and stuff hand and foot"
It's been downhill from there, one of my sisters feels that if she feels disrespected, that entitles her to put the rest of us in jeopardy through her actions to the house rules everyone has to go by. And my other sisters feels that every time I don't act like doormat when it suits her, she lays her hands on my to hurt me, going as far as trying to choke me out. This has changed my personality 100%. Even a year ago, before we become homeless to start with, I wouldn't dream on punching someone's lights out. now dealing with the first bout of homelessness where you have a good chance of getting rolled for your stuff, now add to the mix my own kin trying to use me as a further physical punching bag, I won't hesitant to demolish someone. my grandmother thinks I am not strong enough to hurt someone trying to hurt me. I don't where she gets that idea from.
Pretty much, I plow on through house chores and make sure to talk to others in public nicely. Now, the past couple of days, my own grandmother has said we only do the chores to get on everyone's good side. No, we do them because that place is not our house, it's theirs, so we have to do or not do things according to the rules. That let me down, first because it was how she really felt, plus it wasn't even to my own face - it was overheard in a phone call to her own sisters. My own other aunt trashtalks my mom with my grandmother on the phone. And even goes so far as to say that I don't have depression, I'm just sheltered, If I was supposed to be so sheltered, then why the hell is my family so fit to drag down my IQ and stuff, even in public? The lovely thing is that I found out that she is part blood J. Can't type the whole thing, as I have to use library WiFi. My grandmother and grandfather have wireless but my grandmother is so nosy on what we post anywhere. Thankfully, that rot doesn't touch me since it was my other uncle who married her. So she's only in the family because of law stuff, not blood.
People do things and change things I don't know about, so often I am left twisting in the wind when explaining to my grandmother why things are the way they are, and why things were left own, like the drinked-out-glasses that I didn't know someone used. A lot of the times, she doesn't ask me anymore, she runs right to my grandfather or uncle and trashtalks us behinds our backs.
Things break, from accident or age and we have nothing to do with it, all of us four are blamed regardless. People in the house get sick, we four are all blamed for getting them sick.
Case in point: My uncle leaves in a shed on the back on the property. he pays rent. He had his wife living with him, but she caused major drama. And they got divorced and she moved away, but just down the street. Now as it turns out, she has been coming around when he's not there in the day because he works, and stealing crap from him and breaking his things out back. We are started to be looked on with suspicion. And more oft then not, I hear my own grandmother saying sassy little things that implicate us as the culprits.
Now, the honorable thing out of all of this, is that when when we were homeless, actually on the road, we never resorted to foolery and shenanigans. We never even thieved from anyone, place, or business. Now, according my grandmother, we were the trashiest people and thieves, which is upsetting! it is upsetting in the way that if cops are called, this could mess us up in getting our own housing.
What makes it worse, is that because I kept us in one place, with a roof over our heads for so long, the three or calling my basically a brownnoser and stuff,. Which means that they'd rather us go back to hitting the roads, in hot heat and severe thunderstorms every two weeks!
mom and my two sisters, to me, are J-puppets to the extreme. Since we get into a house for this long, and I still show loyalty to father Satan, Jehova finally when and attacked the house security, using those three to undo all thew work I had put in for our own survival! Just saying on how living with J Puppets can seriously mess you up for life. As it stands, I have made it my goal to eventually still live in the area I am now, but alone. That way if something messes up, it will be rightfully my own fault.
My grandparents, all the way in florida, said that they couldn't sand by and let that happen. So back in Feburary, they let us stay with them.
It was kind of grating at first, because my grandmother is a super xian and everything. We are forced to go to church Sundays and (Wednesdays being bible study) For a long time, I had both grand-units fooled. My mom and two sisters didn't follow my path exactly, and chose the path of stupidity. they are not satanists, but not entirely committed to xianity either. But still, they blew of my concern at least trying to get them to lie. I knew for sure that if we professed we wern't xian, we'd be back on that road. Especially since I am Satanist, through and through.
They get lazy, my family and thus I have to pick up the slack around house chores and stuff. My grandmother starts getting my my case because I "Wait on my my mom and stuff hand and foot"
It's been downhill from there, one of my sisters feels that if she feels disrespected, that entitles her to put the rest of us in jeopardy through her actions to the house rules everyone has to go by. And my other sisters feels that every time I don't act like doormat when it suits her, she lays her hands on my to hurt me, going as far as trying to choke me out. This has changed my personality 100%. Even a year ago, before we become homeless to start with, I wouldn't dream on punching someone's lights out. now dealing with the first bout of homelessness where you have a good chance of getting rolled for your stuff, now add to the mix my own kin trying to use me as a further physical punching bag, I won't hesitant to demolish someone. my grandmother thinks I am not strong enough to hurt someone trying to hurt me. I don't where she gets that idea from.
Pretty much, I plow on through house chores and make sure to talk to others in public nicely. Now, the past couple of days, my own grandmother has said we only do the chores to get on everyone's good side. No, we do them because that place is not our house, it's theirs, so we have to do or not do things according to the rules. That let me down, first because it was how she really felt, plus it wasn't even to my own face - it was overheard in a phone call to her own sisters. My own other aunt trashtalks my mom with my grandmother on the phone. And even goes so far as to say that I don't have depression, I'm just sheltered, If I was supposed to be so sheltered, then why the hell is my family so fit to drag down my IQ and stuff, even in public? The lovely thing is that I found out that she is part blood J. Can't type the whole thing, as I have to use library WiFi. My grandmother and grandfather have wireless but my grandmother is so nosy on what we post anywhere. Thankfully, that rot doesn't touch me since it was my other uncle who married her. So she's only in the family because of law stuff, not blood.
People do things and change things I don't know about, so often I am left twisting in the wind when explaining to my grandmother why things are the way they are, and why things were left own, like the drinked-out-glasses that I didn't know someone used. A lot of the times, she doesn't ask me anymore, she runs right to my grandfather or uncle and trashtalks us behinds our backs.
Things break, from accident or age and we have nothing to do with it, all of us four are blamed regardless. People in the house get sick, we four are all blamed for getting them sick.
Case in point: My uncle leaves in a shed on the back on the property. he pays rent. He had his wife living with him, but she caused major drama. And they got divorced and she moved away, but just down the street. Now as it turns out, she has been coming around when he's not there in the day because he works, and stealing crap from him and breaking his things out back. We are started to be looked on with suspicion. And more oft then not, I hear my own grandmother saying sassy little things that implicate us as the culprits.
Now, the honorable thing out of all of this, is that when when we were homeless, actually on the road, we never resorted to foolery and shenanigans. We never even thieved from anyone, place, or business. Now, according my grandmother, we were the trashiest people and thieves, which is upsetting! it is upsetting in the way that if cops are called, this could mess us up in getting our own housing.
What makes it worse, is that because I kept us in one place, with a roof over our heads for so long, the three or calling my basically a brownnoser and stuff,. Which means that they'd rather us go back to hitting the roads, in hot heat and severe thunderstorms every two weeks!
mom and my two sisters, to me, are J-puppets to the extreme. Since we get into a house for this long, and I still show loyalty to father Satan, Jehova finally when and attacked the house security, using those three to undo all thew work I had put in for our own survival! Just saying on how living with J Puppets can seriously mess you up for life. As it stands, I have made it my goal to eventually still live in the area I am now, but alone. That way if something messes up, it will be rightfully my own fault.
