How easy is it to manipulate or be manipulated?
About two months ago my mom and I would check on each other, just to see how we are doing.
One night mom calls me, she’s upset. Just crying telling me she wants to kill herself. I’m like what about your kids that you never see? She proceeds to tell me that she was diagnosed with schizophrenia and that she hears voices all the time. At this point I feel bad, but I do know alcoholism can bring on the mental issues the longer you continue to drink from sun up to sun down. It was just a phone call where once again I’m the little girl bagging her to stop drinking but she won’t listen. I give up and go to bed.
The next day my mom tells me that her current boyfriend threw her through a window and kicked her out of her own apartment. Just to have this other girl move in.
She even told me this women’s name and I looked her up, and yes this was a legit story. He was seeing this girl.
Mom keeps texting me talking shit about him but does nothing.
I’m telling her she needs to call the cops and she won’t.
Her friends eventually made her call the police, but I was getting freaked out because she wasn’t responding to me. I started calling and calling until her friend answered.
She says, “She’s okay and I will have her call you back when she’s done writing a police statement.”
“Okay great!” She never called back, but she messaged saying she was fine and back at her apartment. She told me she is pressing charges, I’m like, awesome! She did the right thing for herself.
Fast forward a week or so.
I notice she’s back with her boyfriend. I ask her about it, just to double check. She says she is.
Right away I’m like: “Why? Do you not remember last week?”
She says: “No, what happened?”
“Mom, he threw you through a window! You called the cops and wrote a statement.
“That never happened,” she says.
At this point I’m freaking out. Am I going crazy!? Is this really happening right now?
I turn to my husband and I’m like: “That happened right?”
He said: “Yes, that definitely happened.”
I look back to my messages from past times, they aren’t there!
When I can’t handle certain conversations I delete them. Out of site, out of mind. I believe that’s what i did.
Then the story changes. She says it’s the meth addict neighbors, that they are psycho and made the story up.
THAT DOESN’T MAKE SENSE EITHER. MY MOM SPECIFICALLY TOLD ME THIS HAPPENED.
Still freaking out I start questioning her about everything she has told me.
Guess what? SHE DOES NOT HAVE SCHIZOPHRENIA.
She then told me that her boyfriend treats her like a queen.
At this point I’m done with the bullshit, so done!
So I messaged her. I said: “You know what, you sit on your throne and I will sit on mine. You will not be hearing from me anymore.”
To this day, I KNOW it happened. I know all the things she said to me.
What scared me the most was she really made me believe it didn’t happen for a second. But I know what I heard. Thank god my husband was there to hear it as well.
That’s how easy it is to mess with a human brain.
I can honestly say I was mind-fucked.