"Whoa, calm down. What are you getting so worked up about? You're sweating and your hands are kinda shaking. Are you ok, sweety?"
How dare she call me sweety. I lashed out at her again and told her I was fine and I didn't want to talk to her anymore.
"Fine, whatever. I wanted to be nice but if this is how you want it, then fine. Your father loves me very much and I love him and you are just gonna have to deal with your issues if you want to live here. It's a big house so I am sure we can avoid each other as much as possible."
Thankfully she went into the house after this and it gave me time to calm down. I cant believe I have to deal with this much crap on day one of living here.