Backstory:

Married for 4 years, DV, left. lived in women's shelter for 4 months. Moved in with someone from shelter who had psychosis, quickly left and moved from hotel room to hotel room until my parents said I could come back home. I did, because i was out of options and didn't want to be homeless with two kids like I had seen was happening to a lot of people. 

Now my dad was abusive to me for most of my childhood so I knew coming home wouldn't be easy. Lately my mother has kept asking to borrow money, hundreds even, and I've said no twice now because I'm saving everything I get so that when I do find a house I have a safety net. But Jesus Christ she's making me feel so fucking uncomfortable. 

The funny thing is AGAIN my parents are planning on building another house. How could they possibly get a loan if she keeps asking to borrow money from me? It makes me sick and now it's invading my nightmares. 

I can't even look at her. I don't care if it makes me sound like a shitty person, but I'm proud of myself for saying no. I have my priorities right.