Good evening Josy,
My dear Josy, I am sorry for you too that you have experienced the same things with your family.
Every time I told her, "Listen, I'm sad about this or that," she called me a sourpuss and said I wasn't a considerate person, meaning that it was still my fault.
The exchange of posts opened my eyes a little, harshly, yet truthfully. She has never helped me, and if she did, I paid for it in one form or another. One moment she swears by me, and the next she invites me and plays dirty tricks on me. It’s a game of cruelty for her.
If you have any advice to give me, don’t hesitate; I’m giving you a free hand. That’s exactly what I want: to stop believing her, to stop playing her game, and to create some distance without it hurting me.
I ran away once and didn't give any news for three years; if you only knew how happy I was. Unfortunately, my happiness ended when she found me and I told her where I was living, and she cried again, and since I'm a good person, I followed her again.
I want to stop having her, stop being sad for her; if I don’t see her, I see acquaintances who stir everything up and I have to give explanations. And they don’t understand my behavior and they think I’m jealous.