Basically, I had to stay at hers for a while until the council could find me a room. It's for personal reasons, so I won't delve into that.
Anyway, my sister has been acting odd for a long time, and had 4 kids removed through social workers and the court in Edinburgh, Scotland. Her children don't all have the same dad either, and I once overheard a discussion she took part in, where she made excuses about why using protective sexual measures was "not suitable" for her. So she has more or less brought this commotion on herself.
But over the last several years, I witnessed her behaving in a very weird manner. Like when we were out and about, she claimed people were spying on her, like up at the Rockstar venue on Holyrood Road, or that random strangers were somehow being put in places to serve as plants, and making out a person was observing her from behind a random window at a street we were at while we sat on a bench.
Oh, and if she heard a car screeching, she was practically assuming they were a spy too, in a hurry to get away, and she spoke of how particular taxi services knew her whereabouts.
Last year, I added my bank card to Smarty on a profile she set up, so she could get mobile data as like a one off payment, but then she made out she could not access the email account. I felt it was a lie, and she often said somebody was spying on her online with a green dot, and needed a private network "not on Wi-Fi" (or something to that effect). What she was babbling about, really didn't add up at all.
She cut my older sister off years ago. But recently, I lodged at her house. Our mum passed away 3 years ago, so I think the house is in her name, and my dad is there as well.
For like 6 years by this point, the two of them have had a cat locked up in a dirty cage. I am not joking. And I recently asked about getting my large collection of horror Blu-rays and DVDs. Most of them are stored in these underbed type plastic boxes, but she made out she used these wet wipes on them because of mice leaving droppings in my prior flat. My things are being kept in the loft, but you need to climb up a ladder.
Not long ago, however, she accused me of collaborating with people like my sister to steal a few phones she cannot find. That isn't something I would ever do. But she threatens me if I come near the door.
Yeah. She has flipped. But what can I do to get my belongings? The police and lawyers I ring up claim they cannot help.
Anyway, my sister has been acting odd for a long time, and had 4 kids removed through social workers and the court in Edinburgh, Scotland. Her children don't all have the same dad either, and I once overheard a discussion she took part in, where she made excuses about why using protective sexual measures was "not suitable" for her. So she has more or less brought this commotion on herself.
But over the last several years, I witnessed her behaving in a very weird manner. Like when we were out and about, she claimed people were spying on her, like up at the Rockstar venue on Holyrood Road, or that random strangers were somehow being put in places to serve as plants, and making out a person was observing her from behind a random window at a street we were at while we sat on a bench.
Oh, and if she heard a car screeching, she was practically assuming they were a spy too, in a hurry to get away, and she spoke of how particular taxi services knew her whereabouts.
Last year, I added my bank card to Smarty on a profile she set up, so she could get mobile data as like a one off payment, but then she made out she could not access the email account. I felt it was a lie, and she often said somebody was spying on her online with a green dot, and needed a private network "not on Wi-Fi" (or something to that effect). What she was babbling about, really didn't add up at all.
She cut my older sister off years ago. But recently, I lodged at her house. Our mum passed away 3 years ago, so I think the house is in her name, and my dad is there as well.
For like 6 years by this point, the two of them have had a cat locked up in a dirty cage. I am not joking. And I recently asked about getting my large collection of horror Blu-rays and DVDs. Most of them are stored in these underbed type plastic boxes, but she made out she used these wet wipes on them because of mice leaving droppings in my prior flat. My things are being kept in the loft, but you need to climb up a ladder.
Not long ago, however, she accused me of collaborating with people like my sister to steal a few phones she cannot find. That isn't something I would ever do. But she threatens me if I come near the door.
Yeah. She has flipped. But what can I do to get my belongings? The police and lawyers I ring up claim they cannot help.
