The reason why I came back to the house of lunatics

Prior to living here in the house of lunatics, I was living on my own, renting an apartment in another city. I had just finished a contract and was contemplating my future.

I had decided I wasn't too excited about doing more IT work, that I wanted to work on my own projects, without the pressure of a job. I also decided to take on a project which involved creating a site to sell all the knick-knacks my mother collects. We would split the proceeds 50:50, maybe even 60:40 (in my favour), given that I was doing all the work, creating the site, photographing and uploading the items, listing the items, packaging and posting them to client, as well as maintaining the site. My mother was simply buying them at very little cost.

She persuaded me to come back to live her, so that I didn't have to keep on travelling the 3-4 hours every few weeks to collect the items.

Once I got back here, I got really sick. I had some sort of viral infection (it seemed like chronic fatigue syndrome to me) as well as having hundreds of heart palpitations every day (my heart has been checked out and nothing intrinsically wrong with it). I was exhausted and feverish most days. Needless to say, the web site didn't happen for a while.

Then my brother LayZ boy came to live here too when his wife kicked him out and the rest is documented here - about his lunacy.

Once I am out of this house, away from these crazy, volatile, angry people, I wont have to be subjected to their angry tirades and volatile outbursts, it will be much better for me, because I wont be upset every day. Whatever idiotic things they want to do or say, I wont be exposed to it and that will make my life much better! I can then get on with my life and find my better life!

There are a few apartments to view

Corvallis apartment development, Oregon USA

I have a few apartments to view tomorrow.

There is such a housing shortage around here and that creates a huge crisis in rents, making them so expensive.

I need to find something I can comfortably live in for at least six months, maybe 12 month. Something that is not too much of a hovel and not too horrible and old. I am too affected by my surroundings and need something that is at least decent.

But, what today has reminded me, is that I need to get the hell out of here. It is simply too damaging to my health - mental and physical - to be around people who continue to hurt me every day like these people who officially hold the title of my family do. While they may be my family in name, they are not in action or deed.

LayZ boy gets a free pass to behave how he wants

My mother constantly makes excuses for her son LayZ boy.

No matter what LayZ boy does, she wont chastise him at all. Ever.

LayZ boy walked through the family room to the balcony to have his cigarette and then walked straight back through, leaving a horrible smell of cigarette smoke in his wake. I was there, as was our mother and step-father.

The mother proceeds to have a quiet word with LayZ boy about him, to tell him yet again, in a totally civil manner, that he cannot go through the family room to have his cigarettes smoking session on the balcony. Of course, she will be nice to him about it, because that is how she talks to him, all the time.

Yet, on the other hand, if I leave a door open, she start raging up the hallway, yelling at me and slams the door shut and rages down the hallway, continuing with her yelling.

She behaves like I have done the most heinous thing in the world, that leaving a door open is just unbelievably bad. Yet, when her son leaves a smell of cigarettes in the family room (which, while it does not make her ill, she does not like the smell) that is nothing. She wont ever rage at him for anything. Ever.

And earlier, when he left all the doors open, she said nothing. She just closed the door. And that was only because I was in the same room as her and LayZ boy had just gone through that door, so obviously it was him who left the door open.

Hypocrisy? Yes, totally.

It's always like that with her. She gives LayZ boy a free pass to say and do what he pleases and doesn't realise that that will only make him behave worse.

And the galling thing is that she wont ever admit the hypocrisy of her actions. She constantly makes excuses for her son and rages on at me.

Lovely family that I have huh?