It's only 9pm, but it's been pretty much a repeat of yesterday, and she shows no sign of planning on going to bed.
I hate myself for being like this. I hate the situation that has turned my mother into a burden, an annoying person. I hate this.
It's going to be a long evening, continuing to repeat that no, nobody pushed my dad out of a window, off a roof, shot him, or beat him to death (the latter is new). What is different from yesterday is that she is getting angry with me for saying that no, he died of lung cancer, and she is challenging me to "prove it".
Sister won't be here until Saturday at best.
ETA: part of my issue: I've been erging before going to bed, and I can't stand it when she's still up, she stares at me at talks at me (I have music on loud) and it really bothers me. So I have to wait until she's gone to bed to even start that. That just makes these evenings even worse.
I hate myself for being like this. I hate the situation that has turned my mother into a burden, an annoying person. I hate this.
It's going to be a long evening, continuing to repeat that no, nobody pushed my dad out of a window, off a roof, shot him, or beat him to death (the latter is new). What is different from yesterday is that she is getting angry with me for saying that no, he died of lung cancer, and she is challenging me to "prove it".
Sister won't be here until Saturday at best.
ETA: part of my issue: I've been erging before going to bed, and I can't stand it when she's still up, she stares at me at talks at me (I have music on loud) and it really bothers me. So I have to wait until she's gone to bed to even start that. That just makes these evenings even worse.