I don't know how else to word this. My family sucks. My parents are mean. This is an understatement. We have never really spent time together doing anything as a family, not playing games (except for one summer spent playing mancala with my parents a few times), not going on picnics, not going on trips, nothing of the sort. Everything has always been church related, and even that has been a huge mess, as my parents are verbally abusive and my family's problems have always been public knowledge, nothing was ever kept among us to resolve as a family. Together, my parents helped build up a church, provided shelter & kindness for those who needed it, but also destroyed that same church with their verbally abusive ways. They have taken many problems that they have had with individual church members and made them public knowledge, humiliating and hurting many people in the process, people who loved and looked up to them. The biggest horrible thing they did to my oldest sister was when my dad stood in front of the congregation and said he would return my oldest sister if he had a receipt for her. My mom has been a terror for most of our lives, she can be very cruel. Example - in high school, I used to get up at 5am and usually had to be at school by 7:50am, with a commute over 1 hour long. I am anemic (chronic, fatal illness, the Lord has kept me in good health) and it was way worse in high school. I used to go to bed around 11pm because I had so much homework to do every night and so little time to do everything (had nearly straight As in high school). One day, because I kept not making my bed in the morning as I had no time, I came home and found that my mom had taken my covers and thrown them on the floor. It was wintertime and I had many heavy comforters on my bed (had no heater in my room though I complained about the cold for 7 yrs). So it was up to me to remake the bed I didn't have the time, energy, or strength to do in the first place. (I have far worse examples, this is just one).
This is all just a tiny piece of a huge iceberg. In the past few months, God has done so much in my life and has helped to heal the many broken pieces in me, I couldn't be more thankful if I tried. He has helped to mend the relationship with me and my parents. Over the years, they actually have improved little by little, showing more kindnesses, but it always goes back to that same verbal abuse when I least expect it, so it's still a cycle of abuse. I was so bitter, so angry, so hurt, depressed, suicidal over my health (which has landed me in the hospital several times over the past few years) & horrible family situation. Being home was depressing. He lifted me out of that depression. Right now I'm just really angry. I know that God has everything under control, I know that in time, He will save the members of my family that I have been praying for who aren't saved. I know that nothing may ever permanently change with the way my parents are, they will probably stay the way they are till the day they leave this earth. But right now, I'm just really angry.
My cousin (Mary, in her 40s) is over visiting from another country, never met her before. Mary asked me to put her in touch with my oldest sister (Kay), which I did, stupid as I am. Kay has been estranged from the family because she is the oldest and has the most horribly relationship with my parents, especially with my mom. Years of verbal abuse and bitterness have turned Kay into a monster, and Kay is in an abusive relationship with a rude, nasty atheist that she will marry next summer (God willing, it won't happen). Kay and Mary have started talking though I warned Mary of my sister's nasty personality, Mary's incredibly naive and says that family problems should be resolved within the family. She doesn't have the slightest clue of what we've been through and how much I've tried to help. Somehow, as the youngest, I've gotten used the most as problem solver, until I recently resigned from this unwanted role, realizing that only God can fix this horrible stupid cycle of abuse. Anyways, Mary & Kay got together at my aunt's house (an evil woman, verbal abuser who's been abusing my mom for the majority of her life, who is also into doing satanic things in order to gain wealth, destroy my immediate family, etc.) and Kay seems to just have lost her freaking mind as she is going off on my mom, texting and calling and saying mean and nasty things about how Kay and my aunt are getting along so well and my mom doesn't know how to be a mom, etc. I'm angry that I've gotten used again as part of this situation, as I was the one who put Mary in touch with Kay, which has helped to set off yet another cycle of abuse. I'm angry because nothing has gotten better yet, just seems to be getting worse. My sister is now a drug user, an atheist, and is in an abusive relationship. All because of these cycles of abuse. My second sister Nala was speaking with me earlier and saying how we should talk to Kay and reason with her and I just kept telling her that I'm not going to speak to Kay as she has used me many times before as a means to an end, and I no longer want to be used. Nala kept insisting until she saw that I was getting angry.
I'm so over this. I don't want to be this angry. I know that God is the only one who can fix things like this. Therapy won't work, talking won't work, only the hand of God moving through my family like He moved through my life and changed things, will work. I'm just really upset right now. Don't even know if I'm making any sense. But any kind advice (and I do mean kind) would be much appreciated. Thanks.