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I always thought the world of my mother. My dad took off when us three kids were young and my mother wasn't working. She managed to take care of us and met someone knew to move on with. I lived with my mother and step father up untill the point I was nineteen. Just graduated high school and was expecting my first bundle of joy. I moved in with my fiance and lived there in an apartment for six months untill complications caused us to split. I was unemployed, had little money, and an infant. My mom took me back in. It was an adjustment I would give that. Moving in though with my step father an alcoholic who gets in to alcoholic rages every now and then was worse off. I had to adjust. Even after I started working I just couldn't make enough to afford my own place. Over a three year period of living with my mom and step father it was i have to put up with this and that. If my son cried at night I was told even calm him down or go out side with him till he stops. Why...because waking up my step father when he has to get up and leave for work early is too much for him. Lets forget i get up less then an hour after him to get ready for work myself after being up numerous times with my son. And its even worse when he is sick. My mom continously asked me for help which i gave but on months where im struggling due to missing work for my son being sick or from holiday season or other stuff I would tell my mom can I help out later when i have the money. NO biggy she would not pesture much more for a week or so. I bought my own groceries and my own personal needs such as shampoo and any baby stuff. I was never really home between work, hanging out with my dad, and taking my son to see his doctor or dad. I just was really busy still am. So let me fast forward to the first week of june just a few weeks ago. My mom comes to me. We are just talking all of a sudden she wants me to buy a car on credit in my name so she can get a car. She will pay for it just needs my credit. I explained to her that she was too much of a liability against my good credit considering she has already had three vehicles in five years reposessed. Not to mention I have other uses for my credit. She went bullistic and just was go on and on about this and that and how i should be helping her more. So i grabbed a night bag and headed out. Stayed at my brothers house for the night. I was under soo much stress that I was cramping, which is a concern considering im pregnant. So next day i go home thinking she may of cooled down. Everything was fine and then i headed off to bed with my son. I turned off the tv and was trying to get my son to sleep which was making him fussy cause he wasn't wanting to go to sleep. Well she storms into my room screaming at me what are you doing to him. I told her and she said your lying he is crying like your in here beating him. WHAT! She turns my light on allowing my son to start playing again then starts going on about different things again. From one subject to the next. I told her Im getting ready to move out. She said good. THen she starts trying to scare me. She threatens to call DHR on me saying I neglect my son. I dont insure he eats everything and im not giving him all his meds when i should and i dont make enough to care for him. Which i know is no grounds for removal. Finally I got soo upset in tears i call my fiance. She starts yelling get off the phone. Im crying so i just tell my fiance i will call him back. I call my brother to ask him to come over and help me. She got mad and jump at me with her fist balled up as if to hit me. I kicked her away from me grabbed my son, my keys, and my cell. Ran out the door her chasing me and my step father behind her. Her yelling dont let her take seth with her. Yes she didn't want me to leave with my son. I could leave but not with my son basically. I didn't have time to safely get in my car so i ran down the road to a neighbors. Im frantic my brother is still on the phone im screaming because i felt like i was having a panic attack. Made it to a neighbors house i stayed there for a bit. But all this was while i was 11 weeks or 12 weeks pregnant. She just didn't care if i was pregnant. I managed to safely get all my belongings out of the house the next day. I am staying with my fiance's parents temp. We are in the process of moving into another place for rent. I know the road ahead of me is long and bumpy. But my reason for this post is how do you forgive some one who hurts you soo much like that. This is not our first argument but it is the first time its gotten this out of control. I haven't talked to my mother since the incident. She keeps trying to call but i have no idea how to talk to someone like that. My mother is bipolar and going through menopause so mood swings are explainable. I know i can't keep her grandchildren from her but for my safety im afraid to get around her.