Hello Readers, I (f42) had to move back home with my toxic abusive mother after leaving a toxic abusive relationship that I stayed in for way too long to avoid having to move back home with my toxic abusive mother. In the household it’s my toxic abusive mother (64), my son (10) my toxic alcoholic sister (40) and my niece (8). My sister stays there so she can use my mom as a built in babysitter because she goes out drinking every weekend and multiple times during the week. My B-n-law used to go out drinking with her which resulted with them coming home after 2am fighting, yelling and screaming and cops being called MULTIPLE times. Background context- my sister married my BIL while he was in prison so that he would not testify against her and when her charges dropped so did her loyalty and any kind of respect she had for that marriage.

An example of my mother and sister’s toxicity towards me is they like to take my son with them on little trips so it’s just my mom and my son and my sister and her daughter and not include me and not tell me. So I will often come home to find the house empty with no idea what’s going on and no idea on where my son is. Then they gaslight me by telling me I’m ungrateful and they are doing me the favor by taking my son places and I should be thanking them and apologizing to them for ruining their weekend by calling so many times.

They will play the voicemails that I leave after I’ve called and text for hours looking for my son at family gatherings so I’m made to look psycho and unhinged and “that’s why they don’t invite me or want me around” Cut to last week I pull up to our house dark with no lights and no cars parked in the driveway see. I come inside and the house is quiet and all the lights are off and nobody is home. As I turn the corner Bam I run into my BIL. I let out a surprise shriek then compose myself...

Me: “What are you doing here” BIL: I came to check on you Me: me shaking my head like eww “Where is everyone at” BIL: At (insert water resort park here) then shows me pictures of my son and niece with my mom and sister at the resort smiling and laughing and having fun. I turn around and look up to dab my eyes because I could feel the tears forming and I can feel my brother in law behind me and he tries to wrap his arms around me and I stop him and move away. Me: ok so why are you here? BIL: I told you (sisters name) and your mom are with the kids at the waterpark. Me: “I know so what are you doing here.”

He stands there awkwardly and shrugs his shoulders. My brother in law quit drinking and has found God and while I’m very proud of him I still haven’t forgotten the hell he put us through with the yelling and screaming and breaking windows and throwing things. I tell him to lock the door on his way out and i walk away. I take a shower and chill in my room and come out later to get something to eat. I shut the refrigerator and again BAM there’s my BIL. I let out a scream. “What are you doing here???!!!!!!! Why are you here when my sister is not here!!! You need to leave and going forward you don’t need to be here when my sister is not here!!!!” He looked hurt and sad and then he quietly says in a low tone “Your sister said I could stay here and your mom said i don’t have to listen to you.” I screamed at the top of my lungs GET OUT!!! GET THE FUCK OUT he takes his phone out and starts recording me screaming at the top of my lungs for him to get the F out and he’s not saying anything but he’s shaking his head NO so all you can see and hear if you are watching the video is me screaming at him to get the fuc out then I charge forward and push him as hard as i can while screaming GET OUT!!!! As he is struggling trying to get up he tries to keep recording me so I continue to charge at him pushing him as hard as I can towards the door screaming GET OUT. I finally get him out and I close the door and lock it. I then go around to shut and lock all the windows and back doors. Of course he sends the video to my sister and my mom and one of them sends it to my son and for whatever reason he sends it to his dad. I get a phone call later from my son’s father about the video and I ask him to send it to me and of course i look like a crazy psychotic bitch. But given what occurred AITAH?