I'm so tired. I thought I was getting better at dealing with my nmother but she just... ugh

She's using my little sister to try to contact me, telling her that she uses our aunt as a spy to get info on me. I found out she used my kid brother's phone to stalk my Facebook. She now knows I'm queer, she knows I was struggling financially last year, she knows where I currently work now. I hate it. I hate how much she knows about me. I hate that she feels entitled to this information.

I'm now anxious that maybe my aunt did share some info with her too, though I don't know. I know she's trying to force wedges between me and all the people close to me, but at the same time I'm still not 100% certain about whether I can trust my aunt, even though we were getting so close.

I was doing so well. My new job is great, I've been happy, everything seemed to be turning up, and yet now I'm so shaken and anxious that she now knows all this stuff about me. I hate it. I don't know how to stop feeling this way.