Devious Journal Entry

I know it's nearly been a year sense I last updated, but there has been a bunch of shit going on. Before I talk what's happened, I need to tell you somethings that will help you understand everything. For one, my dad, isn't my bio-dad, he is my step-grandfather, I do not know my bio-dad. And my mom has TBI (Tramatic brain injury) because of a bad car wreck, and that's why I was raised buy my grandmother and step-grandfather / dad. My grandmother was the gardian of my mom. And last but not least, we had two houses, one was always called the farm house and the other was called the house in town or town house.

As you all know, my grandmother died last year on Christmas day, and because of that, the payments to the farm house were stopping (she was the one that paid the bills, my dad doesn't understand that stuff very well, and she was the one with the money), so when my dad asked us to stay there, we did, because I loved that place with all my heart and I knew it was the last time I could be there. My dad's side of the family stayed longer (for him) and all they did was harass and antagonize me the entire time. It was horrible. The stress from the house going and them being...them, stressed me out so bad my hair started growing back gray, the rest of my hair lightened up, I gained weight (even though I was eating less), my skin got pale, I was very irritable and snapped easily, and according to Coby, I'd wake up in the middle of the night and just sit there, and my eyes were open and everything, but I don't even remember that at all.

We left the farm house back in April (everything was shutting down), and are back home. Funny thing is, there isn't a piece of paper on the door saying that the bank took it. Anyway, my dad and uncle had a battle over who gets the guardianship over my mom, my uncle won, and my dad and his new girlfriend Gayle started distancing themselves from my mom (they say it's so she wasn't hurt when they moved her into a new home), and my mom was miserable at times, and it took my uncle 7 months to find her a house He was going to have me and Coby move in, and we asked for a few things: 1) We want a bathroom inside the bedroom. 2) We want to be able to bring our pets (one cat and one dog). 3) WE want to know what's going on, and not be kept in the dark. And he couldn't follow ANY of those things. We went a bought a house, that didn't have a bathroom inside any bedroom, gave us LAST MINUET notice, so we had to pack everything, we had to talk to him to be able to were I could bright my cat (He said no dogs at all).

And when we were nearly ready to move in, we find out that someone else was going to be moving in, and we found out the day before she was going to move in And my uncle reasoning was, We were being to "If-y" and how this person was "More mature". And to piss me off even more, we went there and she had her DOG (that was INSIDE)! I don't mind this woman or her dog, but what my family is doing is fucked up! Fucking douchebags!

All, my uncle has been doing is keeping us in the dark, and lying to us. Neither he nor my grandfather and step-grandmother care what's
best for my mom, all they want is fucking power and control. My family has this thing about control.

And this has been my fucked up year!