You had to hate when your Mom tried to go on strike. That was a tough one.
It was one of those surreal events. My parents separated when I was 15. Momma and I moved out and my brother, his first wife, and their brand new baby moved in with us. It was horrible, but in my view better than life with Donald. After a couple weeks of that, Momma decided to go back to Donald. I was having nothing to do with that idea so she told me she would pay the rent on the house for another 2months but after that I would have to find me a place to live. After a couple weeks of Donald, I came home one day to find her sitting in the living room with her suitcases. She requested permission to move back in, as if I could say 'no'. In her request was the statement, "I don't feel like I have the right to be your mother anymore. You can just continue to make your own decisions since you seem to be better at raising yourself than I am at mothering you." The next couple years were really weird.
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Mad Mema wrote:confuzzed wrote:You had to hate when your Mom tried to go on strike. That was a tough one.
It was one of those surreal events. My parents separated when I was 15. Momma and I moved out and my brother, his first wife, and their brand new baby moved in with us. It was horrible, but in my view better than life with Donald. After a couple weeks of that, Momma decided to go back to Donald. I was having nothing to do with that idea so she told me she would pay the rent on the house for another 2months but after that I would have to find me a place to live. After a couple weeks of Donald, I came home one day to find her sitting in the living room with her suitcases. She requested permission to move back in, as if I could say 'no'. In her request was the statement, "I don't feel like I have the right to be your mother anymore. You can just continue to make your own decisions since you seem to be better at raising yourself than I am at mothering you." The next couple years were really weird.
Wow - that's heavy, Mema...
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Meh... it all turned out good. I graduated high school with a 3.975 GPA which was good enough for 4th in my class. Moved out on my own 3 months after graduation (which was on my 18th b-day), and ultimately went on to college where I graduated Cum Laude with a B.S. in Telecom Management.
And yes... I still love my Momma. She was going through a bad time, as were we all.
-- Edited by Mad Mema on Tuesday 22nd of December 2009 10:41:36 AM
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I figured out early on that as long as I showed up for school and made good grades no one really paid too much attention to anything else. For the most part the teachers and administrators were too busy dealing with the "bad kids" to give much thought to what shape their honor students were in.
Its not to say that no one cared... I did get hauled out of the classroom on one occassion by one of the teachers who knew me pretty well. He asked what the heck my problem was because I was having an obvious issue with staying upright in my chair. I told him I had a cold and had taken some sinus meds so I didn't have to miss class. Don't think he believed me... I must have smelled like a distillery... but he didn't push it any further.
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I don't recommend that path to anyone. While it all seemed fairly normal to me... other kids' parents got divorced and some had much worse home lives than I did... I can see where it was not a healthy or acceptable way to be. I was very lucky that worse things did not happen.
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Once we moved out, Donald had no clue. He didn't call, didn't visit, didn't write. That didn't exactly offend me. Momma and my brother couldn't say squat... they were providing the alcohol.
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