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kiawithaT reply
My sister was 13 when I was given custody of her, and in a rage my mother told CPS that I lived with a strange man who had an unnatural interest in my sister. It almost worked the way she intended.
My husband, who had known and helped care for my sister since she was 9, had to go to therapy to process what my Mom accused him of after we were audited and interviewed and our entire relationship was autopsied. My sister had to go to therapy to process my Mom in general. They (my husband and sister) had to go to therapy together to repair the damage the accusations had caused to their relationship.
My husband is a loving, caring and safe person. My sister has been my baby since I was 9 - my Mom made overnight feedings my responsibility because she had to work, and my sister just became my job from there. I got custodial guardianship when I was 14 so I could register her for school, because my Mom wouldn't because she was drunk and depressed. I moved out at 16 and tried to take my sister-child with me, but that meant my Mom would have lost the child support. So, she fought me for years (while abusing my sister financially, mentally, emotionally and occasionally physically) to keep her.
I fought from 16 to age 21 to get her back. Eventually, the government sided with me.
My Mom spiraled hard. She tried quite a few increasingly crazy things that just cemented the decision. So, going after my husband was the only way she knew how to get back at me, because my record was clean otherwise because I'm not a crazy narcissist.
I'm in my 30s now. My sister finished growing up with us, graduated from highschool with full scholarships and is now living her own life with her own apartment and her own cat. We are very proud of her. She comes home a few times a month and basically empties our pantry for her own, like any other kid. She comes home for Yule, expects us to address her cat as our grandcat and calls me whenever she needs her Mom. I get flowers and an apology that I beg her to stop giving every Mother's Day.
I don't know what my mother is doing these days, but whatever it is, it's far from us and we're all better for it.

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twistedpants reply
I was the weird neighbour apparently.
Early twenties me bought a house whilst I was still at uni. Mostly I had lodgers but one Christmas I didn't. So it was just me for all of December and January. January it snows pretty badly ( for the UK) I hadn't seen snow like that for years. I get excited. I'm a big kid at heart. So I decide to build a snowman. It's fairly late at night and I've been drinking. I didn't have outdoor lighting for the back garden so I thought I'd build my snowman in my small front garden.
I built a glorious snowman. But then I decided he was a bit dull. Over the next few hours I dressed him in a variety of outfits. Including a Viking beard, helmet, and club, a burlesque outfit, complete with snow bust, corset, top hat, and whip, a pirate hat, beard, eye patch and cutlass and as a vampire with bloods dripping from his fake fangs. I finally got bored with this about 1am and went to bed.
2 weeks later the previous snow has melted away but it's snowing again. As I return from work the woman across the street races over to ask me if I'll be entertaining them again tonight. I look blank. Apparently her and her family had some friends over that night and had sat in the dark watching me and my snowman costume party. She wanted to know if I was planning a repeat performance so she could get her friends over.

adoradear reply
I’m a doctor, so….most of them. The ones that drive me super crazy though, are the ones that are actively dangerous. You want to sell cancer patients some supplements with their chemo? Sure, as long as their oncologist and pharmacist know about them and have confirmed no interactions, and the patient has the money to easily afford them, fine go nuts. You want to tell people black pepper will cure their easily treatable cancer so they shouldn’t do chemo, and then ghost them when they show up with metastatic breast cancer lumps pushing through their skin? Frick you, you pathological psychopath. There’s blood on your hands.
And don’t even get me started on the antivaxxers. They somehow believe all of us are in the pocket of big pharmacy, to the point that we vaccinate our own infants and families?? (Doctor families have amongst the highest rates of child vaccination) F. You. I care about my children more than I care about any money. I vaccinate my kids because I know it can save their lives. You absolute jerk.

kiawithaT reply
My sister was 13 when I was given custody of her, and in a rage my mother told CPS that I lived with a strange man who had an unnatural interest in my sister. It almost worked the way she intended.
My husband, who had known and helped care for my sister since she was 9, had to go to therapy to process what my Mom accused him of after we were audited and interviewed and our entire relationship was autopsied. My sister had to go to therapy to process my Mom in general. They (my husband and sister) had to go to therapy together to repair the damage the accusations had caused to their relationship.
My husband is a loving, caring and safe person. My sister has been my baby since I was 9 - my Mom made overnight feedings my responsibility because she had to work, and my sister just became my job from there. I got custodial guardianship when I was 14 so I could register her for school, because my Mom wouldn't because she was drunk and depressed. I moved out at 16 and tried to take my sister-child with me, but that meant my Mom would have lost the child support. So, she fought me for years (while abusing my sister financially, mentally, emotionally and occasionally physically) to keep her.
I fought from 16 to age 21 to get her back. Eventually, the government sided with me.
My Mom spiraled hard. She tried quite a few increasingly crazy things that just cemented the decision. So, going after my husband was the only way she knew how to get back at me, because my record was clean otherwise because I'm not a crazy narcissist.
I'm in my 30s now. My sister finished growing up with us, graduated from highschool with full scholarships and is now living her own life with her own apartment and her own cat. We are very proud of her. She comes home a few times a month and basically empties our pantry for her own, like any other kid. She comes home for Yule, expects us to address her cat as our grandcat and calls me whenever she needs her Mom. I get flowers and an apology that I beg her to stop giving every Mother's Day.
I don't know what my mother is doing these days, but whatever it is, it's far from us and we're all better for it.

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