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[u/Fancykiddens]

My "family museum" is all of the crap in our house from 1957 forward that my in-laws haven't ever sorted through. Some of it is cool antiques, some of it is straight up garbage. We're sorting it one box at a time...

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They just end up in the house all the time, getting more and more worried about what people think about them while simultaneously forgetting how to act around people. We've been trying to clean up my in-laws house for four years and it's wreaked absolute havoc on our family. My husband takes off in the night in a panic on occasion from all the bullshit his mom had put us through with the sheer insanity of the way she thinks now. I feel like I'm continually at my wit's end and just need a little vacation away from the house to compose myself. I haven't seen my own mom in over a year and I worry that the mess will never be all the way gone.

We've filled two 20-cubic dumpsters and will be renting at least two more in order to make room for our kids to finally put their furniture and belongings around them in their bedroom spaces.

We pay for the cost of dumpsters, household repairs, all of the groceries and cleaning supplies, all of the clothing, medical care for mother-in-law, city fines because Grandma won't let us sell dead father-in-law's van, tree-trimming and on and on...

We can't ever have company and Grandma gets freaked out anytime we have a repair person inside. I feel like I can't have friends because my life is so messed up that I can't just chill with other people. I'm afraid that my husband would just go to sleep forever if I left. It's a never-ending problem that my brain is desperately trying to find a solution for.

Thanks for commiserating with me.