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10 years ago
I'm so tired of my parents fighting. They keep calling each other nasty names and attacking each other. Dad insults Mom's piano playing, and Mom insults Dad's handyman work. They scream at one another every day. They used to be so happy... I don't understand why they're fighting so much now. This is horrible... I want it to stop. Every day I hear them get angry and yell at each other, and it just makes my younger sister and I miserable. There's no way for it to stop. Nothing is gonna end this. It's the worst.
Thanks for your advice, big bro... I'm really glad that I have a "found family" full of kind people like you.
And you are kind! The fact that you care enough to offer advice on these situations is proof of that. :3
There does need to be that, but neither seems willing. Sigh... maybe I'll be able to find some escape from this mess when I get older and go off to college.
Silly big brother. *hugs* I love you, bro.
If you can and your family can figure that out...then maybe something can be done about it!
I love you, kiddo!
Hoping and praying for the best!!
God Bless You!
Death in the family: There have been a few scares, but mostly it turned out fine. In fact, my cousin gave birth to her second baby a few days ago.
Employment: Dad has his own handyman business, Mom is a retired teacher. We're fine here.
Alcohol: Definitely alcohol. All that Goddamn booze dad drank over the years must have done something to his brain. It turned him into some weirdo who sings at the top of his lungs in an off-key voice and repeats himself like a broken record, and it's been the cause of years of battle between Mom and Dad. Dad promises and promises he'll stop drinking, and then I catch him purchasing whiskey at Rite-Aid. He never drinks beer or wine or vodka or anything else- it's always that Goddamn whiskey. He never stops. Drinks it almost every night. Makes him act like a lunatic. He never changes, and I'm too afraid to talk to people about it.
Thanks, Uncle. *hugs tightly* Shalom Aleichem.
You are indeed in my prayers. My boy... If you need to seek help through legal means, do so...your mom would need to start that action, more than likely. And if you feel threatened physically or emotionally, you can go to a friend's house or a family member.
I really hope and pray for you...from the bottom of my heart!
I wish I could help you somehow; ugh what a horrible environment.
You have a lovely circle of support here though, so there are quite a few people hanging around if you need to talk to someone <3
Aside from talking about it to one of the parents, or a trusted relative of some sort; I can't offer much advice.
I do sincerely hope things get better for you and your sis though.
This happened when i was 16. One day my mother was just in a really bad mood. Slaming doors, stomping around, murmuring to herself nasty things. I know when shes in that mood to give her space and do what she wants to try and calm her down and make her a bit happy. All that day i slaved away doing every little thibg she needed with no thanks and more bitching. Needless to say, i was starting to get irritated with the comments. By the end of the day i was mowing the lawn and cleaning up the yard when my friend came over and talked with me. He wanted me to sign something so i took the paper and used the hood of our car as a flat surface to write on. My mother came out to see why i stopped and she was not happy 1 bit. She was yelling at me and i litteraly had enough with her thati said "Will you just Shut the hell up?! i dont need you having a hissy fit infront of my friend!" The look on her face told me i was in trouble bit time. So after she stormed back inside, i finished uo business with my friend and went to meet my fate. My mother was waiting for me and already called up my father. Basically she told him i called her a bitch, whore, skank, and really anything else insulting she could think of. My dad started to yell at me and say hoe disrispectful and a terriable child i was. Thats when i snapped. I exploded on them, telling them that the reason im ""such a bad child" is from their shit parenting. If they didnt fight as much, or if my dsd wasnt in det from buying plastic modles for his collection, or if my mother acctually shared the chores and jobs of the house with my sister(they call on me for everything) then i wouldnt be a shit child.
And thats how i got a big punch to the face from my father that screwed up my jaw that now, everytime i open my mouth, my jaw cracks and clicks.
For about 4 months i didnt talk with either of my parents. Ignoring them unless i absolutly needed to talk to them. One day when i got home from school they both were waiting for me so that they could talk. I could of just ignored them but i decided to see what they had to say.
Theh said i was right. Everything i said about them was true. That they will try and change they're ways from then on and that they are so sorry for what they did.
Now, 2 years later, were doing pretty good. My parents dont fight as muvh as they used to. I forgave them and everythings pretty swell.
Now, the moral or all that crap i just wrote (sorry bout that) is to take a stand, be brave and tell your parents that their is a problem and you want it fixed. If a parent hears this from their wife or husband they usually just ignore it. But if they hear that they need to get their shit together from their CHILD, then they know thet fucked up bad.
Just sit down one night and talk this over with your parents. Tell them how you feel and explain the problem. If you do i know something will click in their heads :3
I hope i helped dude ^~^
Dont let the arguing of 2 people keep you down. You have a life to live and you cant let the bickering of two childish adults (im sorry if thats rude or offencive to you) keep you down. Be happy, even in bad times like thous ok :3?