Friday, December 20, 2013

Changed Locks and Violent Parents (Part 1) The Confrontation

I have noticed that in recent weeks, I have been neglecting the blog, and my fans on Google + and Twitter. There have been a lot of reasons for that, this week specifically. I had been spending a lot of time working on my house, including helping my dad install a water heater, which turned out to be an amazing disastrous project, though it was finished in the end (albeit with a lot of hassle and cost overruns due to several pipes breaking or leaking).

In fact, that incident in part, is what leads to this big announcement/disclosure:


I had to disown my parents this week, and get law enforcement involved in the process, because I had many reasons to be concerned for my life and safety. My mother tried to force her way into my home, and my father nearly assaulted me in front of a police officer.

Let me start from the beginning of what led up to this point.

I have discussed at length how abusive my mother has been, both now/in recent years, and when I was a child. If everyone in her life is willing to go along with all of her demands without questioning, without criticism, and act as though she owns them, that they are her property, she is fine, she can seem, at least on the surface, to be an OK mother.

If you don’t, however, she can become hostile, violent, or threaten to become violent, as I talked about in a major post about what happened when I tried to leave her home 4 years ago.

This argument, which led to this incident, had to do with my mom and dad trying to help me rebuild this house. It’s done in reality, a few things, it wouldn’t hurt to change, like that old water heater I had. I may take out a small mortgage on the house to get the air conditioner in working order or replace it if necessary, I don’t think getting extra window units is going to work very well, in recent years it has been getting up to 102 degrees at time in the St. Louis area.

My issue was not with what they were doing, but the how and the why of it. First of all, there was the major issue that since my mom was trying to help me, she felt even more like she owned me as a piece of property than at any point in life. Then, there was her complete lack of respect for my time and my health issues, the fatigue that I still deal with, despite being on medication (though it has helped greatly with the pain and fatigue).

Of course, however, she doesn't even believe that my depression exists, so I couldn’t expect any sense or consideration for her on that front. It had been rather normal for them to spend almost every day that I was off of work at my house, spending long hours there, sometimes from 9 am to 8 pm or later, even when it wasn’t necessary (I could understand why they did that this week, when the water heater was causing all those plumbing problems, that was an urgent situation).

 It was wearing me into the ground, as well as them. It was especially running me into the ground when she would do this on days before I had to start my workweek, or even force me to spend all evening after work going around, helping them, since I have to wake up at 3 am in the morning, and work a 12 hour shift most days.

I’ve talked before about my dad’s mental health issues, and about how obsessive and energetic he is, he will start on something and keep going until it’s finished, no matter how long it takes, or if he completely wears himself out in the process. I knew this was taking a toll on me, and on him, the long hours, so I had been making comments to this effect to him, since I knew she wouldn’t listen to me.

He ends up telling her, as I expected he would, and the response was so horribly out of proportion, it was beyond belief. She became as angry with me as if I had accused her of murder. She was insisting that I didn’t want to help them at all, and was protesting that they were asking me to help. She knew damn well, just as much as I did that this was a lie, and she was cussing me out, calling me an “ungrateful brat”, hoping it would work into guilting me, or scaring me into submission.

She never expected that it wouldn’t work, and that I would tell her that if she was going to act like this, then I want nothing from her from now on, no help on the house, and no financial help at all from her, period (I still owe her over $5,000 for the cost of supplies for rebuilding the house going far beyond what we expected it to go).

I told her I would return the tools that they had over at the house by the end of the week, and that would be it, we are done, you are not welcome at the house anymore. I hung up on her, because there’s no such thing as reasoning with her, I assumed something would happen, knowing her past history, so I had went out immediately after this and bought new locks for the house, since they had keys to the house, both for working on the house, and to help take care of “Happy Horse”, my 85 pound Black Lab/hound mix.

I didn’t expect what would happen next.

While I was in the middle of replacing the locks, she shows up. I knew nothing good would come of this, so I slammed the door shut, even though the lock was only half finished (breaking a screw that in the door in the process), and it turns out that it was a fortunate coincidence that this had happened, because the door would not open, because of this. I later had to take the door handle apart from the inside and start all over again just to finish the job, and to get the door open.

She was actually trying to turn the door knob and slamming herself against the door in a feeble attempt to get it open, and force her way inside the house, when she already knew that she was not allowed on my property at all, for any reason.

She was screaming at the door, demanding that I open it (which as it turned out, I couldn’t have done if I wanted to). I had enough, this was crossing the line of acceptable behavior by anyone’s measure, and was a threat to me and my safety, I wasn’t going to tolerate this, so I called the dispatch line for Granite City’s police department, and told them that a relative that I had banned from my home is trying to force their way into my front door (looking back at it now, I’m kind of baffled as to why I hadn’t called 911 instead).

The dispatcher told me that there would be an officer there immediately. I hung up, wondering if there was a way she could get inside, what I would do, certainly if someone, even a relative, breaks into your home, you have the right to defend yourself.

I kept hearing plenty of noise at the door several minutes after I had stopped talking to the dispatcher, so I called again, the dispatcher told me it was probably the officer knocking on the door, since he was already at the scene. I couldn’t get out the front door, so I went out the back door to the front yard. The officer wanted to know what was going on, and my mom did her best to put on her fake martyr act, repeating the lies she was stating earlier about me not wanting to help them at all on the house to the officer, and trying to act all pathetic, I’m just this poor, longsuffering mother, who can do no wrong.

She is one of the world’s greatest fans of the DARVO routine when cornered, and confronted with consequences of her abuse. When I wouldn’t back down, and tell the officer to leave, she kept harassing me, and keeping up the victim act, and then, apparently at her urging beforehand, or her implied consent my father stepped forward, and charged at me, and it was clear that his intent was to assault me right in front of the police officer. (She did nothing to stop him, or call him off, even though she has that level of control over him).


The officer stepped forward as a warning, and he backed down, and said “if I were to say what I really want to say, I would be in a lot more trouble right now”. She threatened to take legal action to take everything out of my house, since supposedly it was “hers” (what hers is hers, and what’s yours is hers, she has no sense of boundaries or rights of other people). The officer didn’t say much of anything about that, just humored her a bit, and said for her to contact them later if she wanted to.

As they were leaving, she kept harassing me from my car, scolding me for getting law enforcement involved, “is this any way to treat us?”. I just refused to play along, and kept telling her to go home.

I explained to the officer later the abuse she had put me through during my entire lifetime, and what the real situation was that was going on. He didn’t seem like he wanted to get involved in this (in some ways, I didn’t blame him, who would really want to, but I wish he would have recognized that I was victim in this situation, and at least asked me if I wanted them arrested/charges filed, in my opinion, he was failing in his duties as an officer by not even doing that).

I asked him, since I was highly skeptical that she could take back anything from the house, (she even said she wanted my car, which is absurd, because the title and insurance are in my name), and he said that she couldn’t just go in with an officer and demand anything she wanted, which is what she told him, but she could sue me over it, and he didn't know how that would turn out. He said if they did try to return (without a court order stating she could remove something from the home), that they would be prosecuted, just call when they show up.


I went back to changing the locks (he said department policy wouldn’t allow him to stay while I changed them, to make sure the house was secure, I asked), just tired and living in a very surreal state, I couldn’t believe what just happened.

23 comments:

  1. I'm sorry that happened to you, man. It sucks. Have you thought about a restraining order?

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    1. I'm going to talk about that in the next post, right now, I'm unsure about that, and wonder if it will make tensions worse. Besides, at least when it comes to the house, I've already been told that they can be prosecuted if they show up anyway, restraining order or not, I have some neighbors watching out to make sure they don't return.

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  2. Sorry to hear about what you've been dealing with here. Sounds quite stressful. Hopefully your mother will keep her distance now and respect your wishes.

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    1. From what my sister said, it startled and baffled her, she can't quite figure out why I would have called this in. What else would you do if someone is trying to break in?

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  3. Holy shit dude! This is brutal, I'm glad you stood up to her. Gonna be a tough road for a bit, but I think it will be better for you in the end.

    You have anyone you can talk to about everything? If you need, feel free to shoot me an email and I'll give you my phone number.

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    1. I'll lose all the help with the house, and the financial help, but I don't care anymore, nothing is worth this.

      I suppose I can e-mail you later today, or you can send me an e-mail at ramblingsofsheldon@gmail.com

      Right now, I've been talking to my sister, and to a fellow blogger by phone/text.

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    2. No worries, sounds like you are covered. Reach out if you need though.

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  4. Like birth, this is a long and painful process of separation, but when it is over you will be born again (not THAT way, lol) and be free to live as you wish. Here's wishing you patience, perseverance, and hope. Oh, and Happy Holidays.

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    1. Have a good Christmas, Yule, Hanukkah, Festivus, or whatever else you celebrate. ;)

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  5. My mentally ill mom has no boundaries, and at age 55 I am still working at escaping her clutches. Because she can't do it, it's up to me to set that boundary, stick to it, and hold my ground when I'm called selfish or uncaring. Over the years fewer people have said that, but I am always aware that people who don't really know here will feel that way about me if I protect myself from her crazy rather than try to help her with it. Curiously, I also deal with depression, and in the winter I need more sleep and less stress. I feel for you, but you will look back on it as a necessary step in your growth and independence. Sleep late tomorrow, friend.

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    1. Can't sleep late, I have work tomorrow, but I know what you mean. :)

      Hopefully I won't be dealing with this when I'm 55.....

      I can't sell my house until June 2015 because of a contract I had signed with HUD when I bought it as a foreclosure. After then, I think I'll move, this town is too small (30,000 people), and I'll end up running into them.

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  6. My God! That's horrible! You did the right thing by setting boundaries, changing the locks, and calling the police when your mother tried to forcibly enter your home.

    Andrew made a good suggestion. I too encourage you to look into a restraining order, also known as a Protection From Abuse (PFA) order. In some jurisdictions, parental threats and violence against an adult child count as domestic violence, so you could qualify. Meticulously document their recent abusive behavior -- days, times, actions -- because it will be very useful if you choose to seek a PFA. Local crime victim services can advise you and help you through the process.

    Good luck, Sheldon. Stay strong.

    (My apologies for the radio silence. I've been busy with work and family matters the past two weeks, so I haven't done much blogging or commenting.)

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    1. I've had so many things to consider this week, it's overwhelming, and honestly, so long as they are willing to stay away from me, and refuse to contact, I'm not sure if I would want the restraining order. I can't do anything about it until Monday, and I'll wait and see if they keep their distance, if they won't, then I definitely will go ahead with the order, if not criminal charges.

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  7. Boundaries are so hard to draw and even harder to keep Sheldon. Hope that things get better - eventually.

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    1. I just need some peace and quiet, and plenty of sleep.

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  8. I would not do a restraining order as long as they stay away. Somethings aren't worth the energy as long as your parents are willing to follow what the officer already told them. I'd also recommend getting out of the same town once your contract is up. I could never be me as long as I was in the same town as my family.

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    1. I'll talk about that for the record in the next post, but right now, I'm doing a wait and see, I want to know if I end up encountering them somewhere outside the home, if they will react like this, or if they will just move on. If they do cause a scene somewhere, then I will go ahead with a restraining order.

      Otherwise, it seems unnecessary, and confrontational, because they haven't showed up to the house yet, and the officer already told me they can be prosecuted if they return. What the charges will be, I don't know. Trespassing? Misdemeanor or felony harassment?

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  9. i am in the same boat, though they live far far away from me. when i told them to stay away from us, they fired back with pseudo legal threats. i am considering an order of protection against them too.

    and i fear stirring things up more, but i value my safety and my family's more at this point.

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    1. Unfortunately this sounds all too common. :(

      I wish you the best.

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  10. Sorry to hear this Sheldon. I hope you can get through this hard time. Keep well and get back to the ramblings when everything is sorted. :)

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  11. I'm so sorry Sheldon! ((((Hugs)))) I know you can't stand them, but mine are virtual so I figured it's Okay.
    I just want to say I LOVE YOU, mate! Come down under if the shit hits the fan (again :P). We'll ride kangaroos while you ramble on the beach, and shit ;D

    You're taking the right steps imo. Get some rest when you can.

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    1. Hi, Betta!. I've been getting some rest over the long holiday weekend I had.

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