Hope this is the start of good things to come dana!
Ahh sarah I remember those days fondly... sitting around watching endless episodes of friends and scrubs because there was nothing else on while toby napped/ate/whatever. I thought it was bloody difficult! Kept on my toes now though
All good fun (errmmm...)
So FIL had another rant about me while I was in earshot. Apparently he got pissed at some water on the kitchen worktop. (I spilt milk so *shock horror* I CLEANED it.) But of course that triggered a whole barrage of abuse.... he launched the babies bottles across the room shouting about how I should be fitting in around them and not actually acting as if I live here (er, I DO live here)... he then went on about how im so fucking lazy and useless because I hadn't emptied the washing machine because I was putting the babies down for naptime.
His verbal abuse has got to a point now that on his bad days im scared to let the kids make noise and i shut the four of us in a tiny room to avoid conflict and on his good days im on eggshells because it means he could flip to bad day mode at any second.
dh and I have had to give up our plans of saving for a deposit and we're moving back into rented housing to get away.
I know we did the right thing in moving to this town but I feel a bit shit about relocating just to be in exactly the same position as we were before. All because FIL cant talk to me like a civil human being and take his happy pills properly.
FYI guys, a manic depressive cannot live with someone with chronic depression and vice versa. It doesn't work. Even for 4 months.
On the plus... found a house to rent and moving out. IN NINE DAYS.
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