Danny
22-Jul-2009, 12:49 AM
So at about 5am i was nackered from editing all night and was just starting to fall aslep when a scream wakes me up, my brother runs in the room to tell me my mothers in intensive care and shes tried to commit suicide by taking lots o tablets when she was drunk.
So naturally we went to the hospital, she was kept sedated as we were getting it out of her system and she didnt look too bad, it could still become a worst case scenario but the doctors were calm, aside from a sedative she wasnt on anything so im hopeful she will mke it but damn it was a wierd experience.
See my mother and i have had a strained reashionship my whole life, i was the unwanted son she threw bottles at, called as a 5 years old a "fat twat that dresses like a tramp" and every other week whent through the drunken rage mode where she would pack my clothes in a box and say she was "taking me away to the home", not to mention i was told my whole life id never get anywhere, or even finish high school like she didnt and was living in a fairy world for thinking i could get into a college, let alone a university.
My uncle was giving me daggers when i wasnt at her side weeping like everyone else, but rather with the doctors meticulously asking every piece of information i could try adn gather to better understand her situation, but he told me he had no idea she was like that, or that over the last year she disowned the family, burnt all bridges and ran away with a psycho from the army and left without properly telling me and sent all the debt collectors after her then 19 year old son adn that was the last i really heard from her till a drunken phone call last month asking if i had a birhtday today?, when it was 3 months ago.
Now i dont hate my mom, thats just the type of person she is and i accept it, ive spoken rationally with the doctors and im hopeful she will be okay, but at the same time i dont really seem to be feeling nearly as sad as the rest of my family over the whole deal, granted she mistreated me my whole life and i was pretty much raised by my father till he left and my grandparents because she didnt want me other than to get benefits, but still im not really feeling angry or sad, nothing really and thats odd.
But whats wierder is over the last few hours more things have come to light, my brother who was always her golden boy who said he hasnt seen her in 3 years has apparently been slowly moving in with her, hanging around on his days off work with her and stopped her when shes tried this twice before.
but neither felt the deceny to tell me, i was the person to turn the repo men on and thats it apparently, as a family member nad a son that was my part played so she could go and life this horrible lifestyle she had bieng drunk 24-7 with her boyfriend she felt was more valid than her family and since sikking all her debts, or trying to, on me she never even spoke to me again, never answered my calls, just denyed i exist, even told people she only had one son.
Now i hope she gets better, i think she will, but jesus, you think she disowned everyone, turns out it was just you.
Like i said, what a day...
So naturally we went to the hospital, she was kept sedated as we were getting it out of her system and she didnt look too bad, it could still become a worst case scenario but the doctors were calm, aside from a sedative she wasnt on anything so im hopeful she will mke it but damn it was a wierd experience.
See my mother and i have had a strained reashionship my whole life, i was the unwanted son she threw bottles at, called as a 5 years old a "fat twat that dresses like a tramp" and every other week whent through the drunken rage mode where she would pack my clothes in a box and say she was "taking me away to the home", not to mention i was told my whole life id never get anywhere, or even finish high school like she didnt and was living in a fairy world for thinking i could get into a college, let alone a university.
My uncle was giving me daggers when i wasnt at her side weeping like everyone else, but rather with the doctors meticulously asking every piece of information i could try adn gather to better understand her situation, but he told me he had no idea she was like that, or that over the last year she disowned the family, burnt all bridges and ran away with a psycho from the army and left without properly telling me and sent all the debt collectors after her then 19 year old son adn that was the last i really heard from her till a drunken phone call last month asking if i had a birhtday today?, when it was 3 months ago.
Now i dont hate my mom, thats just the type of person she is and i accept it, ive spoken rationally with the doctors and im hopeful she will be okay, but at the same time i dont really seem to be feeling nearly as sad as the rest of my family over the whole deal, granted she mistreated me my whole life and i was pretty much raised by my father till he left and my grandparents because she didnt want me other than to get benefits, but still im not really feeling angry or sad, nothing really and thats odd.
But whats wierder is over the last few hours more things have come to light, my brother who was always her golden boy who said he hasnt seen her in 3 years has apparently been slowly moving in with her, hanging around on his days off work with her and stopped her when shes tried this twice before.
but neither felt the deceny to tell me, i was the person to turn the repo men on and thats it apparently, as a family member nad a son that was my part played so she could go and life this horrible lifestyle she had bieng drunk 24-7 with her boyfriend she felt was more valid than her family and since sikking all her debts, or trying to, on me she never even spoke to me again, never answered my calls, just denyed i exist, even told people she only had one son.
Now i hope she gets better, i think she will, but jesus, you think she disowned everyone, turns out it was just you.
Like i said, what a day...