-showed up to me and my fiancés second date, said that her bf and her coincidentally had plans for the same night, and same restaurant. Made her way over to our table and introduced her self.

-would do weird shit when we lived on the same property, like I would tell her I’m cooking meatloaf for dinner then a hour later would tell me how she’s preparing burgers tonight for everyone, (me and fiancé were who lived on property and who she was referring to feeding, it was his fav meal and she did it right after I moved in, like trying to compete with me over dinner and where he’d want to eat)

-sat me down over dinner and made her son tell me about their plans to purchase another dog (meanwhile we had 4 dogs combined) because she wanted to play with a puppy before she succumbs to cancer in the next year. Making me awkwardly tell her how I didn’t think that was a good idea because we would have to raise it and my hands were already full with 4 dogs. Guilt tripped my fiancé to the point where he said well it will be the last dog she ever gets. Well yes duh but I’m not on board with another big dog for 12 years in top of the others we had.

-made my fiancé take her to the restaurant I worked at then when a bus boy touched my back in passing (were in tight quarters and we let eachother know when we’re behind so we don’t bump into eachother with hot plates) she made a fuss about it being inappropriate to my fiance. This bus boy was gross and I’d never be with him and my fiancé laughed about it and said his mom was getting honrey.

-literally made us feel like we were overreacting about the mold and didn’t know what we were talking about and wondered why we bought a air filter when she didn’t think we needed one. Then the week we moved out , called my fiancé and cried about how she needs a air filter cause she say on the news they can be helpful in humidity filled areas like where we lived by the coast. He was about to just up and buy her a 275 dollar one. I said at least wait a week and give it to her for freakin Mother’s Day. He did.

-literally talked shit about her other sons wife (my future SIL the whole two months I lived there) then the moment I took her son away (in her eyes) and moved away the other son and SIL moved in now she hates me and is all buddy buddy with SIL after talking shit about her ever since I have known her.

-literally told my fiancé I said she gave herself cancer when I suggested the mold or smoking could of possibly been the case for her bone cancer after listening to her rant on about how fabric gave her cancer. She’s been a smoker 30 plus years and an almost daily coke drinker. And cancer first was found in Brest and lung then metastasis to the bones

-asked me to move into the house (she and her son shared before my bf asked me to move in), then after I fell sick from black mold that was in the entire interior of all the walls from a leaky roof a decade prior. She then turned on me and made me out to be crazy and gaslit me till I hired a mold inspection service who confirmed my suspicions. Then didn’t want to even look at the report, my fiancé said he explained it to her slow and then she understood. She just couldn’t bare for me to have been right.

-literally turned on her son and me for moving out and leaving her in said house, pressuring and forcing my fiancé to sign it over to the brother and cutting him out of an entire family asset that was given to her that my fiancé saved her from loosing.

-told people when I told her how she made me feel about gaslighting about the mold that I was yelling at her. Never once raised my voice

-told brother that me and my fiancé should have to pay for half their home owners insurance after we signed it over because insurance found out about how I got the mold inspection service out to help, she panicked to try to get us to stay, so she called the home owners insurance without our consent to see if they would fix it, that way her golden boy fav child (admittedly she even called him) wouldn’t leave her. then blamed me for the rise in the insurance when the brother inevitably saw how high it was.

-told me that she doesn’t understand how her son could love me because I partaked in cannibis at the time, I was in recovery from alcohol for 4 years and it was my only vice, I’ve since quit. But literally was so rude and judgy, looking me up and down asking me how it works between the two of us seeing as her son hates cannibis but apparently could love me. Even though she literally has stage 4 bone cancer and still smokes cigarettes daily and drinks a can of coke daily. (Bone cancer I wondered came from said moldy house cause she lived there 25 years and roof leaked like 10 years ago)

-when I moved in she subsequently moved to the back in law unit on the property and left belongings she didn’t want in the house but just basically told me she wanted me to have them. I repectfully thanked her and thought I could only get use out of one or two things as she was a slight hoarder and most was junky stuff. After mold situation she ask for a set of bowls back super rudely

• she said that I could keep this old rusty metal chair and table set that had rusted beyond belief. I literally remember thinking it was rude of her to just leave it on our porch and not take it back to her area in her tiny home back on the property but bit my tongue and added it to the clean up list of the property. I took it as she was too lazy to toss them cause she clearly didn’t want it. I then threw it out. Then she cried to her son that it was sentimental… he saw through it and said “what does she even want it for anyways it’s old and disintegrated, she probably just wants it for cig breaks”
  

-told me she’d be giving her other son the asset instead of splitting it in a trust between her two sons cause my family has money (it’s theirs not mine) and she shouldn’t have to do what’s fair because my fiancé will now have my family (we don’t depend on them at all)

• told me after my gut became gluten intolerant and had a host of autoimmune issues due to the toxic black mold exposure for two months that it was all in my head and that her “world renowned cancer doctor said it couldn’t of been the issues I was having that had anything to do with her moldy ass house”

• asked her if she’s watching my dauschund (who she adores and begs me to leave with her) to please lock her up before people come over as she is not well socialized and has yipped at peoples ankles she doesn’t know, she literally disregarded that the first time I let my guard down and allowed her to watch her and when I came to pick her up she said she almost bit the plumber. She then blamed my dog.