It continues, briefly.
I’ve spoken with Kris, the daughter/reasonable roommate, about the intrusion, verbal assaults, threats and abusive behavior by her mother in my room this afternoon (prior post).
She listened, took no sides but was neither surprised. Past experience tells Kris that asking/telling her mother to back off (after all, it is the daughter’s home) does not work so that option is off the table.
We, daughter and I, have agreed that I will move out. In the meantime, I will keep my door shut and latched as a preventative to fanning her mother’s fire of irrationality.
Meanwhile, I’ve also been told by the smoker roommate mother (who violated my space) that I’ll be getting a visitor. I presume this means her police officer friend.
I am so sick to my stomach, I want to vomit.