by Parador » Sat Jul 25, 2009 5:52 pm
My mother was a really severe alcoholic. She would scream obscenities, throw bottles, and abused my dog. Finally killed the dog one day. I remember we couldn't even watch TV with her around. I remember once the olympic figure skating was on and she started yelling " Get down on and the ice and SCREW HER. It will feel cold, but not for long! Just SCREW HER!" She did that kind of thing a lot. She would yell at me a lot and call me stupid or retarded. She would tell me I was crazy and would end up in a psych hospital one day. My father didn't really do anything. He just got drunk too. He wasn't a mean drunk, just a passive drunk. One night he did beat her up in frustration.
Mom set herself on fire twice that I remember. She liked to smoke 2-3 packs of cigarettes a day. I remember once when I was 9 or 10. The last time when I was 12 I remember really well. Mom was in bed smoking and drinking and ranting "masterbate, masterbate, masterbate!" I went in to take a shower. I had one of those feelings that something was going to happen. In the shower I suddenly heard my father mother,and sister screaming. I got out and there was mom on fire in her bed. They wanted water to put her out. My sister finally had the composure to cover her with a blanket. then she went to the hospital where they treated her burns and sobered her up.
She ended up in the hospital more times than I can count. I remember the time when I was only 8 and she almost drowned in the bathtub. It really would have been best if she had died then. But dad fished her out of the tub and gave her mouth to mouth. I vividly remember the gurgling sounds. He got a real scared look on his face and said to call an ambulance. I froze, My sister went into the bedroom and called. She got all upset when they asked her which ambulance service she wanted. How was she supposed to know? Then the cops came and started questioning me and my sister. It was clear that they suspected he had tried to kill her. That was almost as scary as her drowning. i thought they were going to lock up my father and leave me with psycho mom. I remember the cops asking me if my father had ever hit my mother. I guess she still had some bruising left from that one time he beat her up. She had hit him a couple of times first. he was not a violent man at all. I hesitated and then said "no' to the cop. But I knew he knew I was lying by the look on my face. I was so ######6 scared. I was always scared when mom was alive.
Her heart/liver finally gave out when I was 13. I remember she had been taken to the hospital after calling an ambulannce and telling them she couldn't breath. I figured it would be a nice weeks break from the horror until she came home. When my sister and I came home from school my father told us that mom had died the night before. I still remember he said that he couldn't bring himself to tell us when we woke up in the morning that our mother was dead. I was so relieved that she was gone. I still vividly remember my first thought "Thank God, it's finally over." Then I started crying and thinking how terrible it was that I wished my mother dead. I got over that pretty fast though.
now that I'm suspended from my job I have all this time to think and remember stuff like that. I don't want to remember this stuff.
Smoke me a kipper, I'll be back for breakfast.