Hermitess_Nun_N.H.
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Greetings to anyone reading this who deals with the "systems feelings" Narcs and Monkeys create. Please feel free to reflect and reply on the Narc and Monkey experience I was handed today.
My live-in landlord has flipped out on me because of the trashy (and I mean physically, mentally, emotionally, trashy) couple he allows to stay here and take care of him while he's physically disabled. The Baby Momma smokes, despite her growing pregnancy, she's been upbraided by the others living here about her Addiction and her disrespect towards authority many times in the past 2 months. She and her "Florida Man" (yes - he's a real piece of work) left the common area absolutely filthy for 2 days. However, before that, "Florida Man" completely took apart the back gate leading to the trash can access in our alley, and boarded up the space with plywood and bricks, leaving no access for us to dump our trash (3 days total.) The Baby Momma has never asked for my additional help the more pregnant she got these past 2 months.
Today I heard her stomping about the house both before - and after - she was called on the carpet by the Landlord about the mess. When I got something to drink, she dared to ask me if my room "still had roaches", then got offended when i looked at her and said "I wonder what brought that question on?" She got that Narc look on her face as she babbled away and when I looked at her and said " I can take care of my own room myself" and she exploded, stomped into the Landlord's room, started babbling protests, then came out and yelled at me "You stop complaining!!" while I wasn't even looking at her (listening to a podcast on earphones.) I finished what I was doing, kept a deadpan expression, remained calm, and walked right out of the kitchen and back to my work. The couple continued to whip the Landlord up into fight or flight mode, and Ive been receiving a string of nonsensical, defensive texts from him.
Not even the fact that I, a Mom twice over, who assisted my deceased husband, a Pastor, and other people with helpful pastoral counseling, or my new status as Nun in our Church has kept the Landlord from deciding that I am the New Scapegoat, and that I should either walk the line, or move the heck out. This truly has me scratching my head.
It's apparent that Florida Man should move back to his beloved State of Florida, pay alimony, and that Baby Momma should give up the newborn for adoption for a decent chance at life, and save her miserable Rear End from addiction and eviction.
It's apparent that Landlord shouldn't get Trash like this live with him and drag him down during the Golden Years.
Now, I can't FORCE them to come to terms with themselves as a unit. (It's a fake "family" from the start.)
Is my only option to leave the house more frequently, appear genuinely HAPPIER each time I return (without telling them why), quit using Ye Olde Long Handled Spoon for communications, and just BAIL as soon as possible? It was only Monday this week. Yes, it was Labor Day, and they went to Walmart, but Labor Day is one of those "fake American holidays" when people are still forced to work to make ends meet. So, why couldn't the "fake family unit" even get a grip on today?
My live-in landlord has flipped out on me because of the trashy (and I mean physically, mentally, emotionally, trashy) couple he allows to stay here and take care of him while he's physically disabled. The Baby Momma smokes, despite her growing pregnancy, she's been upbraided by the others living here about her Addiction and her disrespect towards authority many times in the past 2 months. She and her "Florida Man" (yes - he's a real piece of work) left the common area absolutely filthy for 2 days. However, before that, "Florida Man" completely took apart the back gate leading to the trash can access in our alley, and boarded up the space with plywood and bricks, leaving no access for us to dump our trash (3 days total.) The Baby Momma has never asked for my additional help the more pregnant she got these past 2 months.
Today I heard her stomping about the house both before - and after - she was called on the carpet by the Landlord about the mess. When I got something to drink, she dared to ask me if my room "still had roaches", then got offended when i looked at her and said "I wonder what brought that question on?" She got that Narc look on her face as she babbled away and when I looked at her and said " I can take care of my own room myself" and she exploded, stomped into the Landlord's room, started babbling protests, then came out and yelled at me "You stop complaining!!" while I wasn't even looking at her (listening to a podcast on earphones.) I finished what I was doing, kept a deadpan expression, remained calm, and walked right out of the kitchen and back to my work. The couple continued to whip the Landlord up into fight or flight mode, and Ive been receiving a string of nonsensical, defensive texts from him.
Not even the fact that I, a Mom twice over, who assisted my deceased husband, a Pastor, and other people with helpful pastoral counseling, or my new status as Nun in our Church has kept the Landlord from deciding that I am the New Scapegoat, and that I should either walk the line, or move the heck out. This truly has me scratching my head.
It's apparent that Florida Man should move back to his beloved State of Florida, pay alimony, and that Baby Momma should give up the newborn for adoption for a decent chance at life, and save her miserable Rear End from addiction and eviction.
It's apparent that Landlord shouldn't get Trash like this live with him and drag him down during the Golden Years.
Now, I can't FORCE them to come to terms with themselves as a unit. (It's a fake "family" from the start.)
Is my only option to leave the house more frequently, appear genuinely HAPPIER each time I return (without telling them why), quit using Ye Olde Long Handled Spoon for communications, and just BAIL as soon as possible? It was only Monday this week. Yes, it was Labor Day, and they went to Walmart, but Labor Day is one of those "fake American holidays" when people are still forced to work to make ends meet. So, why couldn't the "fake family unit" even get a grip on today?
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