So, now it's time to concentrate on yourself. You need real life friends in your life. They are so important to have apart from a husband or family. How about a co-worker to go to lunch with?? Maybe take a class in something you enjoy, or join a gym and take a class. Get some "me" time for yourself and enjoy your own animals and home. Sometimes things are just out of our control and stressing over them is not healthy for you. Have you sought out any type of counseling for yourself regarding the unhealthy relationship with your parents?? Depending on your finances, you may be able to find free help or at least low cost counseling. It's worth a try and would help you immensely.
I have online friends to talk to, and if I wanted, old high school friends that I could call. I don't feel horribly alone and friendless. The truth is I'm not a particularly social person and I aliented most of the friends I had. I don't have a hard time making friends, I just never feel like leaving the house so eventually they stop calling. No big deal, on the rare occasion I actually feel like going out, I do have people I can call.
I don't work, so co-workers are out. Can't take a class or go to the gym either. I know I've mentioned it before, but I have TERRIBLE anxiety problems so doing anything in which I actually have to interact with people is pretty much out. (And to everyone who PMed or E-mailed me about anxiety issues, I'm sorry I haven't replied yet. I have a rough time talking about my problems, and it's difficult for me to start a response. I'll be answering all of your messages ASAP.)
As for counseling...I really don't like talking about my problems that much, to be honest. Sitting in front of someone and telling them my life story would be difficult...especially since my parents have convinced me that I've twisted everything in my head, and *I'm* the one that's caused all of the problems. It took all of my friends, and my husband (boyfriend at the time) to intervene and convince me otherwise. It was quite an eye opener when I realized I wasn't the horrible persont hat they'd convinced me I was.
What I *do* want to do is see a doctor. I know for a fact that I'm mildly autistic (asperger's.) That's the only thing that's actually been diagnosed, and that was years ago. I have serious hormonal problems which have caused me alot of health problems, crippling anxiety, and I'm fairly sure I've been seriously depressed for most of my life...to the point where I'm doing good if I manage to get stay out of bed for longer than 5 or 6 hours at a time. I'm getting ready to line up some doctor's appointments and start getting things worked out. I'm finally getting sick of trying to manage things on my own.
Animal Control can ticket for no liscense and no rabies. If they were to see the poodle in matted condition they might be able to do something there. I can ask my friend who is in animal control.
Either way, I can't report them for reasons stated above. I'd really rather focus on preventing them from getting another dog in the future.
Personally, I think you need to move on with your own life and get involved in a hobby and maybe some counseling.
I really hope you didn't mean for the to come across as snarky as I interpreted it. I don't think you did, so I'm going to go based on that assumption.
I really hope that I don't come across as this mopey, useless shell of a person that sits around in her house all day afraid to go outside and afraid to talk to anyone. That isn't that case at all. I have a TON of hobbies. If anything, my hobbies keep me from being more social. I know I've mentioned it before, but I bred fancy rats for 6 years. From the time I was 13, 'till earlier this year when I chose to quit for many reasons. I did this ENTIRELY on my own- obviously I had no financial or emotional support from my parents. I'm the youngest responsible, REPUTABLE rat breeder I've ever come across, and I'm extremely active in the rat community. When I was 13 I sat down, taught myself rat specific genetics, saved my money to buy good foundation stock, and when I was ready, bred carefully and towards very specific goals. I con honestly say that I'm one of the few breeders that I've heard of- probably one of the very few in the country- whose rats had an average lifespan of at LEAST 3 years and sometimes longer. I also bred beautiful, typey, show quality rats. I built some amazing lines that I am incredibly proud of. I also did occasional rescue, and saved the lives of MANY homeless and/or abused rats. I did this all on my own, with money that I'd earned, against the will of my parents. More than once I risked them literally throwing me out on the street because I refused to stop working with my rats. That counts as a pretty hardcore hobby, if you ask me. [

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I was also very involved with the art program at my high school, president of several art related clubs, and had tons of extracurricular activities that I was involved in. I went to college on a full ride art scholorship, which I ended up giving up when my anxiety got to be too much of a problem for me to go to class. Still, I spend ALOT of time drawing and painting and there's a good chance I'll have some illustrations published before long.
I'm also really into taxidermy. Yep, taxidermy.[

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I crochet, knit, sculpt, cook, and garden. I raise my own chickens for meat. And of course, all of my other pets require an insane amount of care- basically, I have no shortage of things to do. Often, I just don't have the energy or motivation to do them. Like I said, I have reason to believe that I'm mostly likely severely depressed.
I left, against my parent's will, last year. I got married, went out, and started my own life. I am NOT the weak person that some of my posts make me out to be. I avoid my parents if at all possible, and I don't let them control my life. It's when I DO come into contact with them that all of my old habits return and I find myself immediately cowed by anything that they say. All I have to do is work on reminding myself, while in their presence, that they're wrong.
Anyway, I REALLY didn't expect this thread to turn into a discussion of my various personal and emotional problems. I don't really know how to address this stuff, since I didn't expect it to come up. Suffice it to say, I know these problems are there, and I know they need to be resolved. Right now, yes I am a shut-in that has trouble functioning out in the real world. I'll get over it. My life really isn't that hard, and I really feel that I have no room to complain given what some people go through. I've had it good, comparitively.
Things will get better. I have an awesome husband, an awesome animal family, and some great online friends. It'll take me some time, but eventually, I'll be fine. I've got no worries about that. [

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