My mother never cared much about me, she adored my sister. My sister can not take care of herself as she is a raving irresponcible addict. I take care of my mother but she really hates me.
She has dementia and gives away all my things to other people when she has a chance. I can not always get those back. I have my things in a suitcase with a lock on it.
She drives her car and does not want me to drive but the insurance allows me to drive it. She has accidents at least 4 times a year. I can not believe the insurer they are so so patient with her. At the moment the car is yet again in the garage for repairs. I can not do the basics in the house.
She will ask me to paint her shed. she will say that is what I should do and when my sister visits she does not have to do these chores as she is different. (it has been like that since I was small) When I paint it and I take a break for a tea she will hide the paint. Those things drive me nuts. She is a drama queen as well.