After selling my house, my daughter and granddaughter stopped noticing me.

Maybe everyone needs to be a little selfish in today’s world, but it hurts deeply when those closest to you treat you this way.

My daughter once promised me she’d always take care of me, but now it feels like she’s just waiting for me to die. I made a huge mistake—I gave in to her convincing and sold my home. She sold her one-bedroom place too, and we used the combined money to buy a three-bedroom house, where we all now live together.

But once my daughter realized I had nothing more to offer, she and my granddaughter started acting like I didn’t exist.

I raised my daughter on my own, as her father passed away when she was young. After high school, she went to college, but during her sophomore year, she got pregnant. We decided she’d keep the baby, and I took on most of the responsibility for raising my granddaughter while she continued with school and lived her own life. My daughter dated many men over the years but never found “the one.” My granddaughter grew up and eventually enrolled in college.

After my daughter’s latest breakup, she started urging me to sell my house. She wanted to sell her one-bedroom apartment too, and with our combined funds, she could buy a three-bedroom home. At the time, I thought it was the best option for me. After all, I had a lot of health issues, and I figured it would be good to live with family. But things didn’t turn out the way I had hoped. In this new, bigger house, everyone is living their own separate lives, barely acknowledging each other.

I can sit in my room all day, and neither my daughter nor my granddaughter even notice. My daughter often has friends over for parties, but she never invites me to join them. Worse, she sometimes insults or belittles me in front of her guests.

Recently, my daughter started living with a man who acts like he owns the place. He even walks around in nothing but his underwear in front of me. Once, I couldn’t take it anymore and told him off, but he just told me to mind my own business. When I mentioned this to my daughter, she said it was my fault and that I shouldn’t interfere in other people’s affairs.

My granddaughter is barely ever home. She’s either at college or out with her friends, and when we do see each other, she doesn’t want to talk. Not long ago, I had a big milestone birthday, but no one even remembered.

Has anyone else been in a situation like this? Can anyone give me advice on how to regain the love and respect of my family?