She bought a house, something she had been planing on doing before she went nuts. She's still in the process of moving everything from her appartment to the new house. She just has the big heavy junk left to move. She's been acting better, but still not herself, nor has she been conversing like she normally would.
I found out today that yesterday (tuesday) she was put on 'administrative leave' from her teaching position at school. 10 paid leave, during which she has to see the doc that the school has dictated. She apperently wasn't taking the medication as perscribed. Something that doesn't supprise me in the slightest.
She has also mentioned seeking a settlement from my father when they finally get divorced. They've been legally seperated for the past 4-5 years, an agreement my mom and dad made so my mom wouldn't have to pay child support for me. Not to mention my dad gave her straight up something like 10k for a down payment on the house. He also bought the house we've been renting for the past 4 years, and started major renovations on the back yeard (Spaaaaaa, ohhh so niiiiiceeee) and is thusly pretty much flat assed broke for a while.
So yeah... She's still fucking nuts, and I'm 18 now so I chose to see her only when I absolutly have to. I can't stand to see her doing that kind of crap to herself, and she wouldn't listen to anyone else tell her there is something wrong.
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Noni thought about the meaning of life:
I think you should talk to someone.....these subjects must be handled very carefully
Realistically, talking to someone is going to accomplish what?
I've already been through this shit. I've been through a lot of shit that has toughened me up more than a average 18 year old punk that's had everything handed to them. I know I haven't had life as hard as I could have, but it hasn't been a cakewalk either.
I've managed to become fairly jaded, and I know how to deal with stress in my own way that works. For a time I was having a lot of trouble coping with alot of the shit my ex Fiance was putting on me. I was getting vertigo for days at a time, which isn't fun. We've since broken up, and I'm better for what I have gone through.
Yeah this situation isn't pretty, but there's not a whole lot my dad or I can do, because she's not a threat to herself. However her school seems to be taking some steps to protect the children she is responsible to teach. Thank fucking god.
I'm fine, so long as I don't have to deal with her, I'm good. That's what it really comes down to. If I have to talk with her, she'll try and get me to do crap for her (move this, hook up the computer, help me run errands blah blah blah) and it never stops. She won't just say "Ok, could you help me do X, Y and Z today?", she gets me to agree to X, then says we need to do Y, and after Y is done, she says we need to do Z. She suckers you into doing crap for her, and I fucking hate it.
I don't like my mother, I haven't for a long time. I think alot of it has to do with the fact that I don't really know her. But from alot of the things she has done in the past and is doing now, I think I'm safe in saying I didn't miss much.
I don't think I'm going to have a hard time not telling my future offspring(If I have any) about my mother, and introducing my fathers girlfriend as such instead.
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BetaTested had this to say about Robocop:
As most of you would likly remember my mother went insane over the holidays. She got committed against her will, and was given meds to take. She started taking them, and was then released.She bought a house, something she had been planing on doing before she went nuts. She's still in the process of moving everything from her appartment to the new house. She just has the big heavy junk left to move. She's been acting better, but still not herself, nor has she been conversing like she normally would.
I found out today that yesterday (tuesday) she was put on 'administrative leave' from her teaching position at school. 10 paid leave, during which she has to see the doc that the school has dictated. She apperently wasn't taking the medication as perscribed. Something that doesn't supprise me in the slightest.
She has also mentioned seeking a settlement from my father when they finally get divorced. They've been legally seperated for the past 4-5 years, an agreement my mom and dad made so my mom wouldn't have to pay child support for me. Not to mention my dad gave her straight up something like 10k for a down payment on the house. He also bought the house we've been renting for the past 4 years, and started major renovations on the back yeard (Spaaaaaa, ohhh so niiiiiceeee) and is thusly pretty much flat assed broke for a while.
So yeah... She's still fucking nuts, and I'm 18 now so I chose to see her only when I absolutly have to. I can't stand to see her doing that kind of crap to herself, and she wouldn't listen to anyone else tell her there is something wrong.
I know how you feel. When my great Uncle got alzheimer's I was the same way around him. I couldn't see him like that, it was just too painful. But she's doing better right? Best wishes Beta.
Of course, they got a divorce after that incident. After seeing that, I was really too scared to live with my mom, so I lived with my dad and sister who were both pricks. My father constantly put me down, and pretty much destroyed any of my possessions on a weekly basis.
My sister isn't any better, she smashed me in the head with an aluminum ball bat when I was around 4 or 5, and continued to do crazy things for a long time. Once she even fired a pistol into the bathroom I was in because I was taking too long in it. Luckily, that missed as well.
I was about 11 or so when I developed bipolarism, probably due to the extreme amount of stress on me. Back then it was obvious, I'd either be really depressed and would snap on fellow classmates(especially when they said something about me always being checked out of class to go see the doctor), or I was overly happy. Since then I've been able to deal with it without drugs, I just hide and wait out the extreme depression to the best of my ability and let the manic times roll out when they come. Most of my friends I have now don't even know about it, to them I appear either hyper or tired.
After I learned to deal with myself things got a bit better. At 16 my sister moved out, and my father had become more of the father figure I needed instead of the verbally abusive dickhead he was, though that side would rear its ugly head at times. And finally, after around 7 years, I got to see my mother again. Luckily she was off drugs and back to the way I'd like a mother to be. Now I'm living with her, attempting to make up for the lost time we should have had.
Anyways, just know your not the only one out there whos had it tough. Theres other who understand. Just keep your chin up and hope for the best. Don't take anything too seriously or it'll get to you fast. And best wishes to you and your family.
