Okay, the topic is missing a word. It should be "Living with your crazy parents sucks". My parents - or rather my mom - is crazy, and living with her is horrible. Definitely not worth the money you save on having a lower rent than when having your own apartment.

First of all, she's been a hippie and a very spiritual person for most of her life. She believes in anything illogical (be that aliens, magic, ghosts, spiritual mumbo jumbo, new age crap, god or whatever, as long as it can't be explained through logic, she automatically decides to believe in it), and that causes a lot of problems. You can't have an argument with her, because relying on logic will automatically cause her to feel that she's right. She also decides many important things by consulting a medium that is obviously full of crap. Right now, the medium's acting as some kind of marriage counselor, and is telling my mother that she's forced to take a lot of crap at home. This results in her being absolutely 100% certain that everyone's against her, and that she can do no wrong. And as an effect of that, I have to wake up everyday from my mom fighting with her husband for about an hour and a half.

What do they fight about? Well, from what I can understand, it's partially economic stress. This is perfectly reasonable to me, as I myself can get on edge when I have no money. But the second factor is that her husband's an ayurvedic doctor, and she feels that he's too friendly with his female customers. For instance, she would want him to kick out anyone who has intimate problems, or is interested in stuff that has to do with sexuality (which a big percentage of new age people seem to be). This is also slightly understandable. However, he is a damn doctor that practices alternative medications, and it's hard to get patients that doesn't have intimate problems. And their economy is crap, so he can't really afford to lose any of the patients that he does have.

Then, we have the cleaning of the household. I pay rent, and quite a lot for just a room. And hence I feel that keeping my room clean is my business, not my parents. Of course, the rent includes food and electricity, so I'm probably paying less than I would if I was on my own. However, she gets angry at me and my brother all the time as soon as our rooms aren't in perfect order. And cleaning your room everyday when you're studying is a task that's pretty tough on someone who lacks any skill when it comes to the subject. I'm awful at cleaning. It takes me hours to straight out a small mess, and days to sort out a big one. And whenever I actually get my ass off and do clean up, she complains about me not doing something else. To make things worse, she recently pulled out all her teeth, and through some kind of herbal therapy discovered that she was abused while she was a kid (which is probably just a load of crap, but you never know). So now you can't help but feel like you're picking on someone weak whenever you talk back to her.

Now this is nothing compared to what she's like to her husband. The guy works eight hours a day, while my mother's retired because of illness. When he gets home, he cooks dinner. He does all the laundry of the household and goes shopping for groceries, plus walks the dog. Yet, she always chews him out as soon as he does the slightest thing wrong, as she says that she thinks it's good to be "honest" about your feelings. Now, don't think that he's a damn wimp and just sits and takes it, he gets pretty vile when she manages to push his buttons (which she seems to do almost every day). And this goes out on me and my brother as well. Because listening to someone continually picking a fight with her husband all day long, and eventually starting big nasty arguments is not a pleasant experience. Also, it makes them both take out some of their frustration on us, and every now and then they say that we're the reason that they're angry at each other because we don't clean our rooms.

Another annoyance is that she practically doesn't sleep. She sometimes meditates and falls asleep at random points during the day, but she's always up and running about during the night. This is quite problematic for me, since I have sensitive ears and have a hard time falling a sleep when things aren't decently quiet. The times that she does sleep through the night is when she takes enough painkillers for her illness to dose off. I think she gets some kind of "hang over" from taking her meds, which might explain her terrible moodswings. I don't think she's an abuser, though... I believe she has restless legs syndrome or something like that (the doctors can't figure it out).

Finally, my mother has efficiently gotten rid of all of her and her husband's friends. She's paranoid and thinks that they're only using her to make themselves feel better, and that they want to take her beloved family (that she treats like shit) away from her. I seriously feel that she belongs in a home for mental patients. I'm not sure if she's gotten dementia or if she's always been this crazy. I do know that she has gotten to be more and more antisocial and more irritable during the last few years, though. And it's becoming a damn nightmare.

Now I might be making it sound worse than it is. I don't know. She's only as bad as what I say about 50% percent of the time. When she's in a good mood, she's quite nice, and she's always been a good mother while I was growing up (except maybe a bit over protective). Still, I can't help but hate her now. I hope things get better between us whenever I can seize an opportunity to move someplace else.

Okay, worst first blog entry ever, but I just had to vent this stuff :P