When you explode into a fury of hurt and hatred at your alcoholic mother, wrestling a bottle of wine from her hands to pore it down the sink and then taking her wine glass shattering it in the sink, picking up the children and leaving in a a fit of racking sobs?
What do you do when she calls, yelling at you for “what you’ve done” in regards to said glass in the sink?
What do you do when you tell her all that has been building up since the age of remembrance and all she says is “I don’t understand where you are coming from”?
What do you do when you say, as long as she is drinking she will no longer see you or your children?
What do you do, when you try to call your father to tell him all that has been going on but can’t go through with it because you don’t know what to say and because everytime you try you sob violently?
I don’t know what to do, but this is my life
and I just can’t take it anymore….
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