This is going to be a long one.. But because i lost all my friends but one during the pandemic, i could really use some advice from outside the box.
My mother, and her mother, my nan, have always been off.
My mother did hard drugs when i was a baby and i was placed in the care of my nan, who ultimately abused me, shutting me in a room for 6 years, no friends, no tv, no nothing. She also groomed me from the age of about 4 to believe that my mother hated me and my grandfather [her ex] had raped me, and fed me little bits of normality like sweets and jewellery if i told her friends that he raped me. He hadn't. When i ran away at 15, back to my mum, who had settled and had a new family, i didn't know what the internet was, or condoms etc etc... I knew nothing a 15 year old in the 2000s should know, at all. My mum used this against me, and abused me too. She would starve me until i became so small i could fit into my little sisters clothes [she was 7] and call me a slut and a bad child, even though i had never slept with anyone and just stayed in the house all day, as i didn't have friends or a phone. She started going out on benders again when her boyfriend left her and i became a permanent live in baby sitter.
I ran away again in the same year, and went to live with a good friend i had made at a youth program at a community college. I ended up dating him, and his mum took me in and raised me for the rest of my childhood. The first time my boyfriend said 'do you want to see this meme' i was so confused because i didn't know what any of it was.
A few years later, we got our own home, had a baby and settled down. I had next to no contact with my nan, due to her own choice, and rarely saw my mother so she could see my son, who is now one and a half, current day.
I thought we had moved past all the things said and done in the past.. But unfortunately, my grandad, bless his soul, couldn't keep the secret anymore.
He said he felt terrible, but my mum would hold weekly meetings about me, because i was the 'Rogue Child'. She would proclaim that i was a Satanist, that they saw me do drugs, that i would abuse my sisters when around them, and that my son needed to be taken from me as i wasn't coping, and they even made arrangements to do so.
To clarify, i have never done drugs, i don't even drink, my partner has never done drugs either, and has the occasional cider... I am not religious in any way, and i am not demonically inclined. My sisters have no problem with me, i barely know them so its very cordial when we get together. And me and my fiancé are coping perfectly with our little one. Both of us have never felt happier than we do now.
I will make a short list of things relayed from my grandad of stuff that she called me and accused me of.
Toxic
Snake
Apostate
Drug User
Unfaithful to my partner
Slut
Teen mother [ i am in my twenties??]
That my house is dirty [ I have OCD towards cleaning, so that isn't possible]
I ruined the family
My partner beats me, because he is black
My son is dirty and uncared for
etc etc etc
After this, i just sent her a short and calm voice message explaining that i knew she was talking behind my back, and then i blocked her. She then messaged from different numbers demanding to know who told me, and that it wasn't true. I just blocked those too. Then she pretended to be my sister and accused my grandad of breaking up the family. Posing as a 12 year old is not sensible at all.
AIBU to block her without listening to her reasoning? She is the cause of my PTSD and Anxiety.