Event that happened:

-April 22 2024, I woke up to my mother's home on fire. My mother was doing drugs, and was not medicated for her mental disorders. (*A year prior leading up to the fire, my mother stated she was going to burn the house down, and would throw flammable things everywhere on the ground like she was going to do it at that moment.*) At the time she had just got out of a mental facility for the second time, and my father was trying to get me out of there. ({The first time I put her in the mental facility was when she stood over my father with a large sacrificial knife in her hand, saying she was going to chop him up, and feed him to our cats. ({The second time she cut off all of her hair.}) Well, my father hurt himself when we were going to leave and escape, so I got stuck at the home alone. (*I am a sheltered female, I do not know how to drive, I couldn't cook anything, and I was left alone. Even if I could've cooked, my mother destroyed the oven/stove, and cut the cord to the microwave.*) this happened after the second time I put her in the facility.

-A few days go by, and I get a call from the facility, saying that as bad as she is, they couldn't hold her anymore, despite me saying that I feared for my life around her. The next two days, she came back, and my father was still in the hospital via care. Now, since my father took the only car, I had no way out even though I couldn't drive. I had no family there either since my aunt Sue (I'm naming them, because screw them both, honestly), and my sister Danica, was in Florida. My mother was worse when she came back. It was awful.

-One day, I wake up to her trying to get into my room (*I had a chain lock on it, and I didn't trust her.*) I saw smoke, so I ran out, went through the kitchen, and saw flames in the bathroom in front of the doorframe, right against the dryer. She refused to call the cops, and my instinct was to call the cops. When I did, she took off on foot, and I was left all alone. I called my sister crying and historical. They got me a plane ticket from Indiana to Florida.

-I had a secret social worker that also helped me get a room, and drive me. I couldn't take my cats (They didn't die by the way. Do not worry, there were alright. I had to re-home them.) . I lived with my sister for a few months. That was until my mother Leanne (I'm naming her too, because screw her.) put in jail for breaking into a man's home, stealing money, and waking up the guy "because she thought he was dead". She bonded herself out (Because Indiana sucks.) and my aunt paid thousands of dollars to fix the house there.

-Mind you, I warned my aunt not to do this. I told my Sue and Danica both, to not do any of that. They knew Leanna tried to kill me, they both said it. Well, fast forward to a Sunday, Leanne goes missing. She has a warrant for arrest, and she left. How? Well, Sue paid MORE money to ship her a whole car. And guess what? Leanne set the house on fire again before she died and went missing.

-Danica, my niece, Jordan (My sister's lover that was struggling with drugs.), and Sue, all drove down to Indiana in Florida to look for her. I did not go. I did not want to see or talk to her again. I was suffering from extreme PTSD, every bang took me back to my room in Indiana, seeing someone in the room when I wake up scared the daylights out of me. (*I would also like to add, my sister, Danica, disregarded my expression of me not wanting to talk to Leanne, and still brought her phone to me when my mother was on the phone.*) So, they all look for her through Indiana, Tennessee, Kentucky, and Georgia.

-They came back, nothing about her was found. A week later, they got a lead (*Illegally mind you*), that Leanne was in Alabama. This meant she was trying to get to where everyone was: Florida. She was in a mental facility again. Well, Sue, Danica, and Jordan bring her back with them to Florida. Sue harbored a criminal, Leanne, and hid her.

-At this point, I was sleepless because I was defending Danica from Jordan, and trying to distract my niece from what was happening. One night, Sue and Leanna just walked into Danica's home without knocking or calling. That night Danica was tired, and her and Jordan were fighting in front of Sue, Leanne, and I. Things escalate, Jordan shoves Danica, Sue calls the cops, and Danica gets mad because she didn't want the cops, or CPS. All of a sudden, Danica kicks me out that same night, leaving me with Leanne and Sue. I was mortified.

-When I get there, the next day, I got ill, on top of dealing with my anemic state/fatigue. Sue was already trying to kick me out, but not Leanne. Where was Sue trying to kick me out to? My dad's place. A trailer that was falling apart, had a hole in the roof, the floors were rotted, the yard was completely gone, the grass was tall, it was a nightmare. When Sue and Leanne wanted to go see the trailer, I asked if I could stay behind because I literally could not move, I was that sick. Sue refused, and forced me to go. Danica also went too.

-My dad at this point was out of the hospital, and drive himself back down to Florida. They all saw the state of the property. But guess what happened? Sue and Danica leave Leanne with my father and I. Alone. Again. And she starts acting psycho again.

-Sue and Danica both refused to come and get her, and Danica told me to not call the cops, and to just ignore it and calm her down. All the while, on my mother's phone, I saw Sue texting her saying she wasn't going to help me, but I only help her, Leanne, and my mother was calling me retarded (*She knows I have ADHD*). I called Sue out on this, and then Sue started blaming me for Leanne being here despite Sue, Danica, and Jordan, psychically being there. Sue said that I was trying to dump the problem on her, when I had nothing to do with it. Then, hurricane Milton hit.

-I was suicidal at this time, and I didn't want to go over to Sue's house. But my dad would not go because I wouldn't, and Leanne wouldn't go either. I started having a panic attack because despite me being wronged, I didn't want them to die, because I wanted to, so, I went. The next day, the trailer was completely gone. My dad, Leanne, and I were stuck with Sue and her family.

-Leanne ed verbally abusing me in front of everyone, and no one cared. Sue was threatening to kick us out ever five minutes because of Leanne, when my father and I were doing nothing wrong. If Leanne left, Sue wanted my father and I gone. So essentially she was punishing us because of Leanne's behavior. Well, FEMA gave my father and Leanne 50,000 for damages.

-Leanne stole all of it, and Sue threatened to take my father's social security from us because we reported it. She only threatened me by the way. Sue specifically told me that she was going to leave me with nothing. And, let me add this, before the 50,000 came in, my father got 10,000 from Ford Farms. And because they got my father drunk, they got him to add Leanne to his bank account, and she spent all of the 10,000 on temu, and Sue defended that too. When Leanne left, Sue said my father and I had until Nov 1st to get out. But a day prior she extended it, and seemed fine.

-Come to Nov 1st on the dot, I wake up to Sue accusing me of stealing 350 dollars from her. Mind you, my dad gave her 600 and had just bought groceries for her. He still had 3,000 from social security. Why would I take 350, when my father was already helping me. Once again, Sue told my father she knew he didn't take it, but only focused on me taking it. So, we left.

-This entire situation hurts so much. My father is no better either since he only drinks, and verbally abuses me as well. Everything hurts. I don't know what to do. But I have said my goodbyes to Sue and Danica. Also, Leanne is in jail, and she may be in there for 20+ years. Sorry for not sectioning this. I'm crying while opening these wounds, I hope it is at least good enough to follow and read.

Edit notes: I made paragraphs, and tried to fix a few spelling mistakes I made. I'm sorry guys, sausage thumbs, and tears in my eyes, are to blame for the spelling errors.