Schizophrenic argues Thanksgiving date, husband jerk in Life of a cat mom

  • Nov. 25, 2024, 1:11 a.m.
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My mom decided that today was Thanksgiving. I kept telling her no mom Thanksgiving is on Thursday. Today is Sunday. My mom willingly took a shower and even brushed her hair. She changed her clothes. Anybody who has a schizophrenic person in their life knows they just don’t fucking listen! I was grateful she willingly showered in her own. She demanded me to drive her to her sister’s house. She threw a fit until I gave her my tie dye cat purse because she needed to look nice for Thanksgiving. She kept arguing me it was Thanksgiving. I googled the date for Thanksgiving and I then had to show her the date on the phone to prove to her that she is several days early for that gathering. Mom told me she didn’t know. It took me 2 hours to convince her that today isn’t Thanksgiving.

This started while I was at work today. While I was rolling silverware she wanted to know the exact time I get off so I can drive her. I told her today isn’t Thanksgiving. She kept arguing I was wrong. She wasn’t taking the truth for an answer. I told her mom I love you but I am at work idk the time I get off work yet off the phone. She kept arguing it was Thanksgiving.

When she realized it wasn’t Thanksgiving she kept arguing she had to have new socks. I took her to the store I let her pick socks and look around. I took her to 4 different stores. She even found the staples she wanted to staple the trash bags over her windows because it’s cold in her room with the heater,heating blanket and multiple blankets on her.

My husband Talan came home from work upset because why didnt so enough. I ran mom around and by the time I convinced Mom it wasn’t Thanksgiving it was almost time to pick Talan up.

Talan was in a bad mood and complained how I dont clean enough. He threatened to leave I told him go for it. I am tired of arguing. I already got a schizophrenic mother who argues till I am fed up now my husband wants to remind me I am bad at cleaning. I didn’t get to clean I spent hours caring for mom.

I almost took a sleeping pill to escape the fibromyalgia pain. I often question why I even try.


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