she knows exactly when she’s supposed to see the doctor that prescribes those. She always knows how many she has and the first question she asked me in one of her more recent ER visits was if her pills were still at home. She tells the doctors she is allergic to many medications that are for mental illnesses.

Currently she sits in a hospital bed having just had multiple toes amputated and is down to 6. Today she was kicked out of the physical rehabilitation place after 36 hours because she claimed she spent the entire time vomiting and they told her they were not able to meet her medical needs. She claims to have porphyria and that’s what caused the vomiting but then also told me her doctor could not figure out why she was vomiting. While I know she has a legitimate case of diabetes that is severe and an untreated mental illness I am at my breaking point trying to make sure she has what she needs.

She doesn’t seem to put forth a real effort into taking care of herself, she’s abusing her dog by not being home and leaving it to her neighbors to ensure she’s taken care of. Before the pattern arose I did take her dog in for a week but with my household it was easily one of the worst experiences of my life and I am no longer willing to do that.

If I change my phone number it would be very difficult for her to contact me. I would essentially be giving up on her in her time of need and letting whatever happens to her and her dog happen. This is literally my last resort. The hospital social workers have not listened to me and as long as she has insurance they will continue to treat anything she walks in with but she will never get better. As I type this it is 4am. I called out of work to make sure she had clothing because when they kicked her out of the rehabilitation place they didn’t send her bag with her. She has just now texted me asking me to bring her a phone charger because they didn’t pack it. They didn’t pack it because she stuffed it in between her mattress and they didn’t see it.

Respond how you will, I dont know what I am going to do yet.

interview second round candidates for my position, but not any more. The owner was completely okay with it, and understood that Mary was being toxic and that he would have a talk with her about her attitude and position if this continues.

Now with my last two days, and me being on PTO, I finally thought I was safe from Mary. But low and behold she was still holding a massive grudge, as if me leaving my position was a personal attack on her. She called me at 4:30 in the morning, and left me a voice mail saying our company was having an “Accounting Emergency” and I need to come in IMMEDIATELY.

I called her back about 4 hours later, which she was fuming about, and went on a massive rant about how I’m extremely entitled, I will never get any where with my attitude, she’s embarrassed for our company to say that I ever worked here, that if she ever finds out where I will be working she will make sure that I’m fired and will never get a job in this town again. I laughed at her, and she went ballistic- like when you take a 4 year old’s toy away. Screaming so loud her voice was shaking, saying silly things like I have no respect for her or the company and that I will rot in hell.

I hung up on her once she started bringing my family into things. I called the owner and explained to him what happened- which he wasn’t shocked about and had told me that when she came in that morning she was going on a rampage like the Tasmanian Devil. After finding