Last year Febuary 8 2002, my dad died of a heart attack... and then my mom got heavy on her medication, and used them to calm herself down, from the grief of loosing her husband.But it got bad, she took too many. She would get so messed up she couldn't talk, she would lie on the couch, with her eye's rolling in the back of her head.I screamed and yelled at her constantly...it didn't help the situation. After my dad died it felt like I lost my mom too. She couldn't take care of me, so my aunt came and lived with us, then my mom got a little better, then one day she started to see my dad. I couldn't take it any more so I took her medicine away from her, and she blamed my aunt. She kicked my aunt out, and forbided me to see my aunt, the only person that i felt cared for me, except my brother. On my birthday I went to court, because my grandma wanted custody of me. I didn't wanna live with her, I wanted to live with my brother, but I kept quiet...my cousin came and stayed with us to make me more happy, my aunt and other cousin stayed with my mom, at her house. Then one day she said that she had stollen her purse,money, and medication...which she didn't..Ever since my dad died, I relized how much I HATED my mother. So now I only don't have a dad, I dont' have a mother eiither.

I hope my Dad doesn't die.Or my mum, for that matter. When Gandpa Mike died and mum stayed with Grandma my dad went to pieces. He just vanished into himself.We were all like "Daddy-o" "Poppers?" "YO!PA!" and he was all like "huh? what? mum call?" I felt so bad.

Pretty much same thing with me when my dad died, except my mom didn't wack out on her pills, but she did ignore us, and started to drink and other...things. She went to finish a degree in some remote place so she could get a job to support us when she finally got half a brain back, so I was sent to live with my wonderful relatives!! They are so dreamy, I could just pinch myself. I am getting sent back to her to visit for about a month, but unfortunatly, she keeps acting like she won't send me back. That freaks me out, especially because I don't really know if she's really ok again, and I don't want to lose all the friends and the church I've found here. But anyhow, I've got contentment from the lord that where ever I go, it'll be the right place. I wish you luck. It saddens me to hear your story. I hope everything works out well and you get to live with your aunt or visit her lots...

I am so sorry. It seems that living with your mom is not healthy so I would suggest living somewhere else. I think it would be helpful if you and your mother went to counseling together to repair your relationship. Remember your mother is hurting to this is just her way of dealing with it.

I'm sorry. I'd say the same about my Grandmum.Seh died when my grandpa died, just not physically.I think you should tell whoever it concerns that you want to live with your brother becuase if we want to live with him you'll most likely be happiest there.
I'll be praying for you.
Tenai su nyenawe
~Luthien