My mother died years ago. But she is alive at the same time. Hostile, evil, rude, and just plain twisted. She was like this whenever she was drunk, which was 99% of the time. My parents fought, my dad being the good-guy. Eventually my mother moved to some apartments in the bad side of town, and I visited her every once in awhile. Every time I came over she was crazy drunk, and aimed at telling me lies about the ones I loved and hurting me to the point where I couldn't stay for more than 2 hours. About a year later, she snuck back into our house and force my dad to take care of her. She stayed awhile, and my parents fought alot more, and then she moved to another apartment complex. When I came over, it was the same thing. The bitching, the whining and the lies, but even more of them. About a couple months later, she snuck back into the house yet again, and she was even worse. My grandmother heard about the news and came over to take care of her. Those years where the only calm time of my life that ever existed, and even then it wasn't like that most of the time. About a year and a half after grandma came, I was informed that my mother had breast cancer, and what I thought was bad already became ten billion times worse. (Being about 8 at the time made this even more terrible) Now, when she was drunk, she became even more evil than before. Hitting my father, and causing a huge argument that kept me up night after night. Once, I took a knife out of pure anger and put it between my parents in an attempt to stop there fighting, my dad tried to grab the knife, but ended up almost cutting his thumb off. Things went downhill from there. Grandma left because of an argument with my dad, mom's cancer was spreading, she was becoming even worse of an alcoholic, and other things in that area. When I got into middle school, thing's calmed down a bit. I made good friends, had some fun, but in the end my life at home was driving me insane. In 7th grade I was informed that my mother had 6 brain tumors. Her personality had died. She was downright insane, and had one core objective: To get destroy me and my father. I'm serious. All she would ever do is try to convince people that we had abused her all of these years, even though we loved her to death and wouldn't lay a hand on her, while following her every command. This continued while the arguments got worse at an astonishing rate. I could never get any sleep, I was depressed, failing my classes. And all I had was my friends, who were becoming utter dicks as well. A few days ago, the unthinkable happened. My father was sent to jail because my mother had successfully convinced the police that he was abusing her. This meant that I was stuck at home, alone with my insane abusive mother, and annoying sister. My dad got out of jail the next day and now is living with my uncle David because he and mom can't be near each other, and we are currently trying to get mom out of the house so dad can take is well earned place again. I don't even like to call her "Mom" because she isn't even the Jennifer I know anymore. All I know is that she is crazy, mean, abusive, and downright evil.

The only questions I have to ask about all of this is what the hell I did to deserve my life as I know it, and why haven't I snapped yet.
Nobody should go through that, not even the most evil of people.
What the fuck is wrong with this world?

All I can say, is that you must have a hell of a lot of patience. I can't understand why people would be like that? Also, is your mum taking anger out directly on you? From what I have read it seems like you have been neglected by your mother all your life - it makes me realise how lucky I am. I hope for the best, it seems as if your mom was trying to bring you down to her level. It must be awful to have cancer, she may be jealous of you who (I presume) is happy and healthy.

Solution: Move to the UK (And leave your mom behind) and you met some nice friends.

Solution: Move to the UK

Maybe if your rich and you move to the south east but that is most defiantly not a solution.

mrslig100 wrote:

Solution: Move to the UK

Maybe if your rich and you move to the south east but that is most defiantly not a solution.

Do you live in the south east?

When I first read this, I thought it was just a well-written story. Now that people are taking it seriously, I have to ask, is this something that actually happened?

hug0905 wrote:Solution: Move to the UK.

LOL!

No, Don't do that, This country is shit, Also we don't need any more foreigners. Thanks.

(LukeDude) 1: All that I stated actually happened in my life.
(Capy) 2: I live in Ohio. (Northeast)
(Capy) 3: Now that my dad has left, she takes EVERYTHING out on me. (The fury of one billion suns) But she has been doing it even before she got cancer as well. She is not jealous, she has just lost it. 6 brain tumors fuck you up.
I'm also glad that you feel lucky now, because I have seen so many kids with good lives, and then saying they are so unlucky because of (INSERT FIRST-WORLD PROBLEM HERE) or some other shit. Thank you so much for your sympathy. Having someone who gives a fuck is good as gold for me, now that I have to take care of my family all by myself.

You guys are awesome. ^.^

lololord wrote: No, Don't do that, This country is shit, Also we don't need any more foreigners. Thanks.

Feel the same way bout 'Merica.
Seriously, Obama is a retard. Let's go to war against Russia and China.

Anyways, Guilkey what grade are you in now? You said it was 7th grade when she was diagnosed with brain tumors?
What has she done to prevent the Breast-cancer and the tumors?
Another question, what Religion do you believe in? Regardless of your religious beliefs, most churches offer addiction help programs,
see if you can get some advice from any local churches if you need it.

Remember, just because you are a minor (If you still are) doesn't mean you don't have any credibility within the law. The older you are, the more responsible you are,
so people will believe you more.

Just know you aren't the only one with bad problems. It happens to everyone sometime. My sister's friend, Mellanie, went to go see her Mother in Minnesota, near the Middle-East portion of America. Her mother had Stage-4 Breast Cancer. She returned after 2 weeks to California (West-Coast), and picked up my sister. Then they went to her house. They smelt a very bad smell coming from the bathroom, and found her dad dead on the toilet. He had died by a heartattack, and had been sitting on the toilet rotting for two weeks. And then she lived with us for a month until she became 19.

Everything in the house stunk, and I cannot find words to describe the smell of rotting flesh. I'd say it smells like absolute shit, but even that is nowhere close to the smell.

My mother is dead, as far as I can tell. Her mind is gone, there is no Jennifer left, just a walking corpse riddled with cancer and brain tumors that sucked the life out of it. It also likes to abuse me, so thats a plus.
I am in 8th grade, I am an Atheist, but I used to be United Methodist. I live close to a really nice town called Worthington, where my Aunt Linda lives. She was one of the only people through my life that gave a shit.
I went to a church in Worthington all of the time when I was little. They know me, and they love me. But truly, my happiness comes from these forums. The people here, working together to build something great and have a ton of fun while doing it, just gives me hope. You all are so nice to me, and I can't thank you enough.
manlytears
Also, me and the rest of my family like I said in the OP are trying to get mom out of the house, and maybe into hospice. She would do better there.
(PS, I have smelled rotting flesh before, I somewhat feel your pain)