I'm so thankful for to find this site so I can get out all of my anger and sadness in having my mother move in with us. Since she has moved in she has become grumpier, meaner, sarcastic, very sarcastic, unhappy, ungrateful, spiteful, rude, and manipulative. I suppose there just aren't enough adjectives to project how I am feeling. She reiterated that I have no talents, am selfish, and tend to be a loner. I told her that should she move in, I do enjoy time to myself and would not always be willing to just sit down in the backyard and chat about nothing while she smokes away. (I'm not a smoker and understand this addiction, but I don't have to be around it either). The more time I spend with her, for this moment, the worse I feel. I cringe when she walks out of her bedroom door. She has chronic CHF so I hear her cough constantly, yet she smokes like a chimney. She does not like anything about our house, yet knew our house way before she moved in and I kept asking her if she was certain about moving in and she said she was, and could not wait for that day, and now she appears to be mostly ungrateful and states, "I wish God would just get this over with". I pull my hair out daily, relatively speaking, and wish that she would move in with her brother and leave us in peace. Gosh, that sounds pretty upset huh? Urgh, well I am!!!!