Oh boy it has been a long time and alot of things have happned in the pased month
Hey, too those few who read my journal. My like has been crazy the past month and a half u.u. It first started in early december when I found out If I don't get A on all of my collage finals I was doomed to repeat the course. So I stayed an extra 2-3 hours every day I had school to do my final. Mind you I wasn't driving most of the day's So I took the bus home at night, and let me tell you the wiered people are at night :P.
Late December roles around and my parents are having marig issues. I am just thinking to my self wonderful this is great -_-. My father every day got ticked off at me for something small I did and then he would scream his head of for a bout an hour and a half because he didn't like the way I did something or I left a wrapper on the counter.
Ok so early January My father is still getting ticked off at me for small things. That is not even the worse of it. My mother finds out that my father was tolking to another woman and just got up an left in the middle of the night. I got woken up at 12 noon that day by my mother sobbing on the phone.
Me: "mom whats wrong are you ok?"
Mom: "I have to leave for a couple of day's"
Me:"Why...?"
Mom: "Don't worry about it"
Me (I keep pressing the subject until she tells me)
Mom: "your father betrayed me and he is a Fucking lire" (she went on cursing my father for about 15 minutes on the phone with me)
Me: " I get that he lied to you mom, but he is still my dad"
Mom: "I love you and I will see you in a few day's"
Me:"Yea, ok love you too"
My parents are very childish sometimes I acted more mature than them u.u.
So When I get home that night my father is in hysterics. He didn'e want my mother to just pick up and go like that. He wanted to leave peacefuly. I just talked to him and comfort him a bit. As it turns out my mother has been sending him hate text messages all day. I try to call he up and reason with her but all she did was repeat her self lover and over again. She wouldn't even give me the time of day. My father also told me that my mother had smashed all the pictures they had to gether on there bed. In my mind "Wow, mom is really childish" I mean you can't change the passed they loved each other my father as he puts it, he is just not "in love" anymore. My mother is thretening to leave for Florida. Again I call her up and try to reason but she wont even have it. My Aunt Dian calls me and I ask her to please keep my mother under control.
Yes, there is still more. My Aunt Dian convinces my mother to stay. and My mother agreed she would only if she got the house. This was a huge problem for me because my mother only makes about 400 a week and that is not gonna pay for all our bills and food. Either way that is what happened.
So a few days later I am out with a few really good friends and I come home with Alexi's (one of the friends) and we just dick around. I let her cut my hair (its too short u.u) and then in the middle of cutting my hair my brother and father bombard in to the house crying and tell me my mother is in the hospital
Me: *jumps up* "WAIT WHAT!"
Dad: "Your mother is in the hospital"
Me: *strating to freak out* "Why"
Tyler: "When she was sleeping we couldn't wake her up"
Dad: "Cathy came over (moms friend) too see how she was doing and relized they couldn't wake her up. They even tried slapping her in the face and pouring cold water on her"
Me: "Ok, but whats wrong"
Tyler: "Mom overdosed on Xanax"
Me: *freaks out* the a whole bunch of curses and "what was she thinking"
So my mother is in the hospital knocked out for a few day's. She gets home and she is still all groggy. We find out that she has been addiced to anax for the passed 2 years now. Ever since on of my older brother's whet to jail for 6 months. And the Dumb ass docter who just wanted to make money kept prescribing them to her. Whatever ok, My Mother agreed that if my father came back to the house that she would go to counseling. My father explains to me that one of the reasons why he felt out of love with her was be cause she would always drink and get shit faced in the mean time it was her taking xanax and having a half a glass of wine and getting shit faced. So she really wasn't an alcoholic like we all first thought.
Ok so a week passes and all the with drawl symptoms are gone or so we thought. So a week and a half later I am sleeping and some one starts screaming "HELP CALL 911" around 11 noon. I get my ass up and rush to the den. I see my mother hunched over in my grandmothers arms having a seizure. I am again freaking out. We also had painters that day painting the ceiling so I call my father and I have the painters call 911.
Long story short my mother stays in the hospital for a few days gets check out every thing is ok. The with drawl symptom was late. And now my mother is back at home and doing fine...Yay haha ^^. But may father still gets ticked off at every thing I do.
Late December roles around and my parents are having marig issues. I am just thinking to my self wonderful this is great -_-. My father every day got ticked off at me for something small I did and then he would scream his head of for a bout an hour and a half because he didn't like the way I did something or I left a wrapper on the counter.
Ok so early January My father is still getting ticked off at me for small things. That is not even the worse of it. My mother finds out that my father was tolking to another woman and just got up an left in the middle of the night. I got woken up at 12 noon that day by my mother sobbing on the phone.
Me: "mom whats wrong are you ok?"
Mom: "I have to leave for a couple of day's"
Me:"Why...?"
Mom: "Don't worry about it"
Me (I keep pressing the subject until she tells me)
Mom: "your father betrayed me and he is a Fucking lire" (she went on cursing my father for about 15 minutes on the phone with me)
Me: " I get that he lied to you mom, but he is still my dad"
Mom: "I love you and I will see you in a few day's"
Me:"Yea, ok love you too"
My parents are very childish sometimes I acted more mature than them u.u.
So When I get home that night my father is in hysterics. He didn'e want my mother to just pick up and go like that. He wanted to leave peacefuly. I just talked to him and comfort him a bit. As it turns out my mother has been sending him hate text messages all day. I try to call he up and reason with her but all she did was repeat her self lover and over again. She wouldn't even give me the time of day. My father also told me that my mother had smashed all the pictures they had to gether on there bed. In my mind "Wow, mom is really childish" I mean you can't change the passed they loved each other my father as he puts it, he is just not "in love" anymore. My mother is thretening to leave for Florida. Again I call her up and try to reason but she wont even have it. My Aunt Dian calls me and I ask her to please keep my mother under control.
Yes, there is still more. My Aunt Dian convinces my mother to stay. and My mother agreed she would only if she got the house. This was a huge problem for me because my mother only makes about 400 a week and that is not gonna pay for all our bills and food. Either way that is what happened.
So a few days later I am out with a few really good friends and I come home with Alexi's (one of the friends) and we just dick around. I let her cut my hair (its too short u.u) and then in the middle of cutting my hair my brother and father bombard in to the house crying and tell me my mother is in the hospital
Me: *jumps up* "WAIT WHAT!"
Dad: "Your mother is in the hospital"
Me: *strating to freak out* "Why"
Tyler: "When she was sleeping we couldn't wake her up"
Dad: "Cathy came over (moms friend) too see how she was doing and relized they couldn't wake her up. They even tried slapping her in the face and pouring cold water on her"
Me: "Ok, but whats wrong"
Tyler: "Mom overdosed on Xanax"
Me: *freaks out* the a whole bunch of curses and "what was she thinking"
So my mother is in the hospital knocked out for a few day's. She gets home and she is still all groggy. We find out that she has been addiced to anax for the passed 2 years now. Ever since on of my older brother's whet to jail for 6 months. And the Dumb ass docter who just wanted to make money kept prescribing them to her. Whatever ok, My Mother agreed that if my father came back to the house that she would go to counseling. My father explains to me that one of the reasons why he felt out of love with her was be cause she would always drink and get shit faced in the mean time it was her taking xanax and having a half a glass of wine and getting shit faced. So she really wasn't an alcoholic like we all first thought.
Ok so a week passes and all the with drawl symptoms are gone or so we thought. So a week and a half later I am sleeping and some one starts screaming "HELP CALL 911" around 11 noon. I get my ass up and rush to the den. I see my mother hunched over in my grandmothers arms having a seizure. I am again freaking out. We also had painters that day painting the ceiling so I call my father and I have the painters call 911.
Long story short my mother stays in the hospital for a few days gets check out every thing is ok. The with drawl symptom was late. And now my mother is back at home and doing fine...Yay haha ^^. But may father still gets ticked off at every thing I do.