Originally Posted by Brokenfriend
Bobby Dad would never get help. His drinking got so bad that he came to a point that he was passing out. That happened one time when he was in the kitchen,and he collapsed,and his bottle broke on the floor. We called for a ambulance. He went through DT's,and was given a 20% chance of living. He made it through it.
In the time before this,I was sent to Military school. I had reading problems. I started having panic attacks again while I was there. Then I was sent to another prep school. The guys at that prep school heard that I was coming to their school from a military school. I was attacked at that prep school when I arrived there. At that time I was being given 40 Mg's of Valium to get through the day. Ten Mg's 4 times a day. It didn't work,and I was shook up,and I just wanted to get away from everyone.
Then I went back to school while being transferred home. By that time I was sitting in the back of classes,and just wanted to get away from everyone.
Through all of this dad blew up at me. Like you said he was a rage-aholic. Mom had some mental health issues,and left college when she was young. She didn't admit to it to me that I can remember. She didn't seem to know how to comfort me,even though she had been through mental health issues.
My sister had moved out of the house around the same time that I went to military school. She was going to college. BF
Oh BF, this is horrendous. I don't know why our parents had children and not commit to providing them a loving home. The girl that picked on me so bad, I noticed visited my classmates .com page.
Hope she saw what she did to me made me strong enough to become a great law officer!
You becoming a loving person, and Fantastic friend!