REMEMBER.. THIS IS FOR THE WORST MEMORIES OF THANKSGIVING!
Wow that is definately rough. One of the reasons I hate Alcohol!
I too grew up with an alcoholic.. My mom.
I feel for you.
Have you ever gone to an Alanon meeting.. It is for getting help from just this kind of thing.
Quoting Anonymous:
I was raised in an alcoholic household, my stepfather would spend days before Thanksgiving getting wasted, beating my mom and us, Thanksgiving would come around, food would be set on the table, with him drunk he'd flip the table and start screaming at all of us.
I dont really have any horrible memories of thanksgiving, like the rest, I have a funny story i guess. When i was a kid i would only eat lemon merginue pie, so my stepmom always made me one. Well my unlce, that nobody likes because he is a jerk in every way possible,decide he was going to pick on me all day, my mom handed me the pie she had made me i went to carry it to the table, and he grabbed my arm and kepy saying oh thats my pie, and he pulled one last time and the whole pie fell on the floor....the thought it was funny, but my mom and i didnt.
I did a nice thing once and invited my mom's friend over for Thanksgiving. He has no family, or friends who invite him anywhere, and I learned why. He drank almost ALL the alcohol. I don't buy much, but enough for about 20 of us to have a glass or two. He got wasted as hell, bitched about half the food not being either cooked right, or cold, or whatever. My mom tried asking him to leave and he made a scene about how she's so lucky to have family and how she's going to send him to be home alone... Trying to make her look/feel bad. So they got into a screaming match after it all...
I come from a very loud family in general, it's just how we function. It was the first time I had ALL of my in-laws over for Thanksgiving, and they are VERY quiet, introverted, peaceful people... I thought they were going to just DIE.
Last year my grandmother passed away Thanksgiving morning.
Quoting Savedfromsin79:Wow that is definately rough. One of the reasons I hate Alcohol!
I too grew up with an alcoholic.. My mom.
I feel for you.
Have you ever gone to an Alanon meeting.. It is for getting help from just this kind of thing.
Quoting Anonymous:
I was raised in an alcoholic household, my stepfather would spend days before Thanksgiving getting wasted, beating my mom and us, Thanksgiving would come around, food would be set on the table, with him drunk he'd flip the table and start screaming at all of us.
WOW.. Doesn't sound llike a brain injury.. It sounds like someone using a diagnosis..
HUGS HUN.. That had to suck!
Quoting wrensong:I worked at a residential rehab facility for people with brain injury.
I had to work that day and due to the fact that there was a lot of family on campus and the fact that the pediatric residents were on the main campus, many of our residents were bumped up on their level of supervision.
I first got assigned to do one on one with a man who was much larger than I was. He refused to go to the dinning room for dinner, so I had to stay in his cabin with him.
He got verbally aggressive with me and I radioed for my supervisor to come assist me (he had been known to escalate to physical aggression quickly)
When I was on the radio with my supervison the cliet came up to me and slapped me hard across the face and said "There now I am physically agressive too Bitch"
He was put into containment and I was reassigned to do one on one with another resident. This guy was a pedophile and had was not even allowed to look in the direction of a child because he became aroused.
Because there were so many kids on campus, I had to keep him far away from everyone and so I took him to an unused rec room for his turkey and dressing and he told me how he thought it was ok to have sex with kids because the kids liked it.
He then told me that he would never go to prison for molesting kids because he was brain damaged and he could blame his sexual orientation (his words not mine, I in no way consider pedophillia a sexual orientation) on his brain injury.
All I could do was sit there and listen to his filth and try to redirect his conversation, and later document what he was talking about.
I guess thats one way to look at it.
Quoting Savedfromsin79:
Quoting Vertical15:
Last year my grandmother passed away Thanksgiving morning.
Wow that is rough! I am so sorry! Well it almost makes it a sure bet that this year will be better though.. right?
That's the ugliest name everrrr!!!
- Savedfromsin79
on Nov. 19, 2012 at 11:49 AM