[Reyoki]

I understand your pain quite well. I have pretty much the same problem, except that I live in the same house as my grandma all the time.

She goes through my stuff, nags me because my room is always a mess even though I'm a full-time student and have no time to clean, and when my room is clean she moves her things into my room to get it out of her way. When I confronted her about it, she said, "It's MY damn house! I can do whatever the hell I WANT!"

She also calls me Cherlindonna, which is a combination of all her daughters' names; Cheryl, Linda, and Donna. She calls my Cocker Spaniel a big 'ol elephant (she has two min pins) and yells at him when he doesn't come back inside the first time she calls him.

She refuses to throw out food that's been in the freezer since heaven knows when simply because... it's been in the freezer. I go through the pantry and throw stuff out that's over a year past the expiration date, like some of the salad dressing and barbecue sauce she has stockpiled. If I throw out more than that, she notices... and gives me an earful... about six times a day... because she forgets she'd scolded me already... for throwing out expired food that would've probably made her sick if she'd eaten it.

However, I've managed to survive it since she turned against me... when I reached the age of puberty and stopped being a baby... ten years ago... Now, how did I do this? I found mindless hobbies! I draw, I write, I read, I play videogames, and I go out with my girlfriends as often as possible to get the fuck away from her for a while before I snap and bite her fucking head off.