In the last couple of months my mom has really been losing it. She gets extremely angry and violent to the point where I lock my door, hide, and usually end up vomiting profusedly because I get so nervous. For instance, just shoving a door shut with my shoulder can send her into a rampage where she storms the house throwing and kicking things, screaming like a madwoman. She hyperventailates and pounds on things, screaming at me, telling me everything is my fault. This can last for hours, but typically an hour before everything falls to dead silence and things get really frightening because I don't know where she is. I am honestly suprised our neighbor hasn't called the police with all the screaming my mom does. In anycase, sometimes I am afraid that one of these days she will bust down my door and try to hurt me. Now, don't get the wrong picture, she's not like this 24/7. It only happens a couple times a week....is this normal?
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I really think your mother needs help. Speak to a teacher, or your doctor, and get some advice as to what to do.
My parents used to have really loud and aggressive arguments and I thought they would split up but they didn't (married 40 years).
You need to talk to her and tell her what you're thinking and that you're afraid for your safety.
Turns out that I did have an ally but I didn't immediately think that they could help. Just talking with somebody will help, what about approaching one of your mothers friends?
Don't focus on the problem, concentrate your mind on the possible solutions. It will come right in the end. Sometimes it takes drastic measures, like leaving home and letting your mother know the reasons why in a clear and controlled way, not an argument.
Thank you for your ideas, if you have any more, please post them. Right now, I'm trying to talk to her, thinking that one of these times, it'll click in her and some kind of change will occur.
Thank you for your ideas, if you have any more, please post them. Right now, I'm trying to talk to her, thinking that one of these times, it'll click in her and some kind of change will occur.
Firstly, everyone has the RIGHT to feel safe. Everyone has the RIGHT to not be abused in any way. That includes you.
Don't believe this garbage about your mom is able to "get you back." Your safty is first, and if you have to leave, there isn't much she can do about it considering your safty is higher up on a policeman's priority list than her custody matters. Also consider that your neighbours can corroborate your situation. This is a non-issue.
If you won't leave, I believe it necessary to call an authority (be it your school, police, your priest etc.). They will help your mother deal with her issues. They will probably get her into treatment free-of-charge. You didn't mention if she physically hurt you - but if she has not - then I really really really doubt they would take her away from you -they would probably try to get her to a doctor.
I realize this is an extremely difficult time for you. There are probably many questions you are contemplating - particularly in terms of 'what will happen.' It's a HUGE step to simply acknowledge that you are in an abusive household. The next step is to say "no more." Once you take control of this situation, your life will change in a very positive way.
I just thought of another idea. Go research your community resources for free-counselling in which she would qualify. Get the materials together in a nice neat package. Get a listing of things they treat that are applicable to her behaviour. Then speak to her about it. If this is about her wellbeing, she may be willing to consider it. Moreover, she's probably thought she needs something but doesn't know what to do or where to go. If she has solutions available, it makes her decision to get help much easier because it's not some black-hole she knows nothing about. On the plus side, from what you wrote, on occasion she has admitted to having a problem. One of those moments would be a good place to start.
I believe you will make the right decision for you. Just remember, it's you that must live with the aftermath the rest of your life. I wished someone gave me that advice 25-years ago. Ask yourself this: "will I be sitting on Dr. Phil's chair in 10-years if this continues?"
I know long term abuse can be hell. Hell that nobody can understand but those who have been there themselves.
I once read a book about a man named Warren Buffet, his mother abused him when he was a child.
Excactly like you it was random attacks with a made up excuse. It was a fight he had no chance of winning.
There were no rules to learn, and no matter how he tried to peace her nothing worked.
During this time he developed a very deeply rooted desire to run away.
But there was a catch... he didn´t have any money.
So acquiring money was something he got very interested in, not because he wanted to be respected but simply because he wanted to run away.
Today he is the second richest man int the world, and may well become the richest.
I´m not saying anything like that will happen to you, but going to hell forces people to grow up.
Jesus Christ, tormented, crucified and buried.
Sent to hell for our sins, survived, came back from hell, went up to heaven and will from that day judge between life and death.
http://massdestraction.com/1165-Mom_gets_angry.html
i hate to say it, but you may just end up sticking it out. however, please realize that what she's doing is abuse. i advocate talking to a school counselor or something. you don't have to reveal all the goings on at home right away...you can wait until you feel more comfortable. but do make it known that you are having "issues" with your mother that you need to talk about.
If you did know me, you would know the situation better...but apparently you don't know me well at all. If you knew me, you would know that I was trying to do something at the time and have done something about it. It is also common sense that if you force help upon someone, then the "help" often does not help. You would also know that things HAVE gotten better since this post and it's because I DID do something about it. You would know what I did as well.
VilePlatitude was right as well, why would I leave my horses in my mothers possession? Haven’t you worked for anything in your entire life? Or are you a computer nerd, and you sit on your ass all day saying to yourself, “I wish I had opportunities†instead of MAKING the opportunities? Well, I have worked my entire life for something, and it happens to be those horses.
Well, anyway, happy holidays.
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I liked to take a minute
Just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air
In west Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground was where I spent most of my days
Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool
And all shootin some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys
Who were up to no good
Startin makin trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one lil fight and my mom got scared
She said 'You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in bel Air'
I begged and pleaded with her day after day
But she packed my suite case and send me on my way
She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket.
I put my walkman on and said, 'I might as well kick it'.
First class, yo this is bad
Drinking orang juice out of a champagne glass.
Is this what the people of Bel-Air Living like?
Hmmmmm this might be alright.
But wait I hear the pricey booze, wine all that
Is Bel-Air the type of place they send this cool cat?
I don't think sow
I'll see when I get there
I hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-Air
Well, the plane landed and when I came out
There was a dude who looked like a cop and yelled my name out
I ain't trying to get arrested
I just got here
I sprang with the quickness like lightening, disappeared
I whistled for a cab and when it came near
The license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror
If anything I can say this cab is rare
But I thought 'Now forget it' - 'Yo homes to Bel Air'
I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later'
I looked at my kingdom
I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air