Hi Anita,
 I don't know if you will remember me.  My name is Amanda and I live in
 Oamaru New Zealand.  You did a horoscope reading for me years ago.  You advised me to look for a husband and said you would
 mention it on your site.  I said no and now I wish I had said yes.  My  double stubborn daughter (in her horoscope) has admitted to wasting my
 time deliberately.  Over time it became more obvious to me what she  was doing as I began to dial down my anxiety a bit and start to
 observe what was going on.  I kicked her out last year only to  discover that without food I was a mess so I let her move back home. 
 She has been gossiping about me in her place of work ( a cafe at the  golden arches) and with her friends round town. She is in worse
 company and is getting comments at work from her boss about her  lateness, disorganisation and lack of professionalism. I started doing
 mindfulness to try to heal my anxiety.  it had some good results and  some not so good.  Oh and when my dad died and I found out on the
 internet in 2011 my family had already buried him and divided up the  money among themselves and apparently I'm not part of the family.  My
 mad abusive mother laughed at me.  I was pretty traumatised.  Now I  have glaucoma in my right eye. I'm too scared to go back to the eye
 specialist as he gave me some drops that gave me a three day headache  on the top of my head.  He lied and said he didn't give me the drops I
 had refused. I cannot afford private treatment and the drops make it  hard to see and make my eyes really sore and itchy.  I'm sensitive to
 chemicals. So recently I thought I would try to renew my primary teaching diploma  only to find that the course was causing me too much stress.  At
 Christmas I stopped doing Christmas.  I only made a pudding the night  before and a salad on xmas day.  I also went to a friends place for
 tea.  That was a mistake, some guys here are assholes. Blech. So I  came home. So at 54 I wish I had married again, but I didn't try to meet anyone
 as I was trying to dial down my anxiety. I have done that a bit and I  also take natural remedies for it. Since I spoke to you last I have
 moved house twice and will have to move mid june due to new insulation  laws for rentals.  Our govt changed it as rentals here are so
 shockingly cold, I spent most of the winter under a duvet on the couch  with the heat pump on low.
 So I have to sort my own life out and I don't know what next. I'm  embarrased about not working due to anxiety and so I cant buy a
 house.  Also guys here tend to want a woman who has everything. Even  if they are hideous and don't have all their teeth or are  only
 interested in using a woman. What should I do? Amanda

EASY WAY OUT. GET ANY JOB YOU CAN, GOLDEN ARCHES, WHAT!EVER!

TURN HEAT OFF IN WINTER cuz you're off working.

DIVORCE ENTIRE FAMILY. THEY ARE INSTRUMENTS OF TORTURE. Do not apply
them to YOURSELF.

NEVER "COLLECT" an injustice again by never THINKING OF THEIR VILLAINY,
TREACHERY. Leave them HOLDING THE BAG. JUST SEND KARMIC ZINGERS. "IT"ll
COME BACK TO YOU, JERK" and get off it

The mark of a gal's consciousness is HOW FaST YOU CAN GET OFF it the
second U think ofit. NEXT -

DISAPPEAR from their radar. MOM, KID,siblings. ALL OF THEM . Dad didn't
leave it to you in person? %$^*&(#@&$ DAD. Divorce his dead butt TOO

SEE A BETTER DOCTOR FOR GLAUCOMA CONTROL or a second opinion.

NO CHANCE you'd get DR WHO TWICE in this life.

APPLY FOR CHARITY, there are manykinds.GET IT ALL.

YOUR LIFE IS STARTING AT 54 and it's OKAY. Better now than NEVER. RIGHT?

DO NOT STRAY into memories of the first half century of life

IF YOU HAVE A CAR, join every group/ club/ classroom you can.
FREE TIME thrift stores with BOOKS for pennies, LIGHT BY THE BED

so you can read yourself to sleep EVERY SINGLE NIGHT.

then you can SLEEP EARLIER & SLEEP LONGER.

NOBODY SENSITIVE DOES XMAS. IT WAS DESIGNED TO TORTURE.

YOU MADE PUDDING? GOOD. DO FRUITCAKE ONE YEAR. HOMEMADE GRANOLA ANOTHER. Those are things you can send to your ex relatives with a card, where you can't mail a pudding. Or you mean dry ENGLISH PUDDING? That you can mail. LAST THING U EVER SHARE WITH YOUR AWFUL RELATIVES.


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ANITA: My niece Ashley and her BF Sean phoned me saying AUNTIE We are coming to your city to start a new life. Ashley acquired a new position Sean got a transfer to his biz. Looked so promising. Can we stay there a few days til we get an apt. I HAD an office with a single bed so Isaid yes.TOO QUICKLY. THEY HAD TWO DOGS she said. GULP I SAID.

They departed Quebec on Tuesday, and their  car engine died on the highway. The car required a towing ($160.00)  where the garage was established a new engine, at a cost of $2800.00. The car would be ready on  Saturday.

They needed a rental vehicle ($360.00) which could encompass their belongings include two very yappy untrained dogs. They arrived after 10 hours on the road. As neither one of them had a credit card, they had to pay for towing, and car rental in cash. They had  $75 left.

While here, the dogs barked constantly, and peed and pooped everywhere - outside and inside.they were untrained by their owners, who  find it acceptable that they bark and cry all day, do their business anywhere, and they also nip and jump up on people. When Ash and Sean are out, both are kept in one dog carrier for up to 7 hours. I called to tell them that they need to get home. I could not touch them as they were absolutely wild. They cannot be taken onto the street because they bark at everything all the time. On the second day, my neighbour came over to complain about the dogs very upset. It caused so much stress for me.

On Saturday, September 10, they make the 200 mile drive to return the vehicle and pick up their old car. On their return drive, Sean falls asleep at the wheel, and drives the car into the ditch. The car rolled over to the side. Luckily, both were uninjured save for a couple of bruises. Of course the vehicle was towed to a pound. The police said the car was undriveable. They took a taxi home to me. The walked into the house. Sean was very emotional, crying as he felt responsible. I believe he suffers from sleep apnea. So his insurance refused to pay. At the end, the pound wanted $600. The car stayed there for three weeks. At the end, the pound kept the car for parts and Sean got to remove his personal items. Therefore the $600 was not due!

Ashley need to get to Hamilton about 90 miles from my home on Monday. Ashley was training at a store location. They spent five days away from me. Four of which her company paid for in a pet-friendly hotel. The fifth night she had to go to another hotel which was not pet friendly. On Friday, Sean wanted me to pick him and the dogs up so that they would not have to pay a $100 fee for the dogs. I refused. I picked them up on Saturday. Two trips. But Sean wanted me to do the trip 3 times.

Then, on Sean’s first day, he reports to work where he is told he does not have a job. Fired. I believe this was unethical and should be fought legally but I don’t think he wanted to proceed because it might be too much work for him.

As they desperately needed a car,  both my Mom and Ashley’s dad came a few days later with the intention to locate a second hand car. My mother gave her money to help pay for the car and get first and last month’s rent. They did find a car. Ashley was able to be driven around in style again. I found both to be ungrateful and fully expected everyone to do for them. Sean said to my mom, “Well, if I am going to be driving the car, I should have a say as to what I get!”To make matters worse, Ashley’s father told us that we did not do enough for them!

Needless to say, emotions ran very high. When here, Sean slept most of the day. Or played video games or streamline movies online. My internet was over by $100.00 in just a few days of their arrival. I had to pay for a package to accommodate the high usage at a cost of an extra $15. The dogs were never taken out for a pee because they had not regular time when they were taken out. Lights were left on all night. Long showers (for a guy?) With time, horrible words were said by both.  Ashley needed to be driven everywhere. She refused to take a bus. When the boyfriend did not have a vehicle, Ashley took two cabs a day for $60 daily. Of course she is a princess. I would be in the kitchen, she was awake, she never said good morning or came out to say hi - until she was ready. At night, I came home from work. Her door open, she was sitting on the bed on her phone or computer. I was in the kitchen working and she did not come to say hi, how was your day. She did not speak to me until the next morning. I found that rude. She is after all 26 years old and knows “everything”. So does Sean.

However our relationship deteriorated. Sean told me that Ashley USED TO THINK the world of me but not anymore! I said to him that my feelings have not changed. Sean also told my Mom that my boyfriend said he would kick him and Ashley out after Sean said the F word to him! Sean told my Mom that he would have called the police on us. Both were here as guests - not tenants or hotel guests! I was devastated when I heard this.

The first day they arrived, I asked them not to let the dogs in the bedroom. First night, both dogs were taken into the small bedroom! Totally ignoring my request. Both stayed in the small bedroom all the time. They never sat with me and my boyfriend. At times, Ashley slammed the door on several times. Sean told me that “I should not knock on his door again” after we had a few words. This is my house! And the house smelled like a kennel!

Later, apologies were said but I was devastated by the entire experience. They finally left on Thursday, Spirits were good. I asked Ashley to let me know when they arrived safely at home. To date, neither one has contacted me.

I was so stressed with this! My skin was breaking out! I could not sleep and was continually upset. My boyfriend left to see his family for one week. My relationship with my boyfriend deteriorated. I saw a side of him I did not like. His behaviour towards me and his tone of voice. I did not know who he was anymore. Nor why I was with him. Today, I don’t know what I am feeling. WHAT SHOULD I DO?

DEAR MICHELE:TELL YOUR SISTER AND HER HUSBAND WHAT SHITS THE KIDS ARE. RAT THEM OUT so they can take over bailing the water out of the rowboat. IF THE KIDS ever phone you up again, HANG UP after saying, PLEASE do not come to me again. You made your choices. YOU CARRY HELL AROUND WITH YOU and are oblivious of it.