I know that posting this will cause someone to go "OMG! THERE GOES SHADE BEING THE PERPETUAL VICTIM!" But that's fine, I can't let someone's flawed, misguided opinion dictate my life or I really do become a victim...

I don't know all of the details, I really don't. Mom was being abused by her co-workers at work, she vented to my stepdad and, well... he's always been a little... passionate... He hit the liquor really hard, didn't take care of his blood sugar the way he should, and the next thing my mother knew, she came home to him claiming he was going to blow his brains out and tearing about the house in search of bullets. He thought she called the police on him, so he called the police to try and explain himself, and next thing I know, he's done some extremely stupid, extremely foolish things... No one is hurt, well, physically, but I have no idea what the future will hold.

Mom came over and stayed a few hours at the apartment. I stayed calm and we watched Krampus together (my new favorite Christmas movie outside of Nightmare Before Christmas), shared some drinks and cake, and I've done my part of the diligent, strong son, but as soon as she left, I've found myself unable to hold it together.

I don't know what's going to happen next, I really have no idea... Christmas went well, I thought everything was good...