It's so hard being cut off by my family. My gramma is claiming that I'm a product of Satan and that I'm destined for hell, my dad claims that I'm a "no good child and I need to get over myself", and I'm only telling them that I'm tired of sitting back and taking their verbal abuse. I also tell them that my meds are of none of their concern, and my mental status isn't either. If they can't be supportive, and can only bring me down, then I need to be left alone for "a while"...Well they are taking it to extremes... I am no longer their "daughter" or "granddaughter". They make me out to other people as being "stoned off my butt on head meds, and not taking care of my family". I have distant relatives calling me asking me what's going on.... I just tell them the truth, then they go running to gramma and dad telling them what I say and then my gramma and dad twists it around. I take good care of my family. Yes, my kids know that I have my days when "mommy doesn't feel good" or "mommy needs to rest a while", but do they know the reasons? do they know details? NO. Are my kids happy, content, and well taken care of? YES. That's all that matters to me and Rusty right now, is that the kids feel loved, protected, and taken care of. uurggggg. I'm seriously just thinking of going on with my life and leaving my "out of the home" family behind........