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threeplusfire) wrote2003-03-10 05:26 pm
threeplusfire) wrote2003-03-10 05:26 pm
no coming back anymore
I'm not at work right now.
I had to call 911 today.
They've arrested my sister.
It's a story I've told five million times now, and I'm getting sick of it. But there was a four am fight at my mother's house, as my sister and Dimwit were there. It ended up out in the street, with the damned jack ass white trash neighbors and the cops and it was a mess. My mother told my sister to get out.
When she got off work she was afraid to go home alone so I went with her. Of course my sister was there. My mom told her told leave, now, and that she could no longer stay. My sister flipped. Screaming raging, getting up in my face and threatening to hit me, swearing at my mother, using every ugly thing she could say. Finally she pulled a knife and that's when I hit 911 on my cell. Because no fucking way was this going to go on. I was afraid for my mom, afraid for me, afriad my sister would do something stupid to hurt herself.
She got into a car chase, cause she took off and the police went chasing after her. I had to go get the car after they arrested her, and there were two county cars and a state trooper. My sister was in handcuffs. They've taken her to lock up and they're going to send her to the State Hospital for a psych exam to see if she's suicidal or whatever.
So now I'm just trying to take care of my mother. Cate, the most wonderful woman alive, came here to help and talk with my mother, and made her see that we have to stop enabling my sister now. No more. She's not coming back. She never registered the car, so the title is still in my mother's name. I'm taking the car down to my father tomorrow, and we're selling it so I can use the money to buy my own truck.
I'm going to stay there tonight, but I'll come back around midnight to check my email. I should go to work tomorrow and then back to the apartment for my LumosNox agenda.
But right now all I want to do is scream. Fuck you fuck you fuck you. I won't let you do anything else to my family. Fuck you fuck you. Damn it. How the hell can you be such a monster? You don't fucking care about anyone but yourself and I hate you for it.
Fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you.
Of all the fucking things I never wanted to have to do, you made me do it today.
I had to call 911 today.
They've arrested my sister.
It's a story I've told five million times now, and I'm getting sick of it. But there was a four am fight at my mother's house, as my sister and Dimwit were there. It ended up out in the street, with the damned jack ass white trash neighbors and the cops and it was a mess. My mother told my sister to get out.
When she got off work she was afraid to go home alone so I went with her. Of course my sister was there. My mom told her told leave, now, and that she could no longer stay. My sister flipped. Screaming raging, getting up in my face and threatening to hit me, swearing at my mother, using every ugly thing she could say. Finally she pulled a knife and that's when I hit 911 on my cell. Because no fucking way was this going to go on. I was afraid for my mom, afraid for me, afriad my sister would do something stupid to hurt herself.
She got into a car chase, cause she took off and the police went chasing after her. I had to go get the car after they arrested her, and there were two county cars and a state trooper. My sister was in handcuffs. They've taken her to lock up and they're going to send her to the State Hospital for a psych exam to see if she's suicidal or whatever.
So now I'm just trying to take care of my mother. Cate, the most wonderful woman alive, came here to help and talk with my mother, and made her see that we have to stop enabling my sister now. No more. She's not coming back. She never registered the car, so the title is still in my mother's name. I'm taking the car down to my father tomorrow, and we're selling it so I can use the money to buy my own truck.
I'm going to stay there tonight, but I'll come back around midnight to check my email. I should go to work tomorrow and then back to the apartment for my LumosNox agenda.
But right now all I want to do is scream. Fuck you fuck you fuck you. I won't let you do anything else to my family. Fuck you fuck you. Damn it. How the hell can you be such a monster? You don't fucking care about anyone but yourself and I hate you for it.
Fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you.
Of all the fucking things I never wanted to have to do, you made me do it today.
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(And I've really loved your new icons. They make me smile.)
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Words suck sometimes, neh?
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Call your parents and tell them you're not a drug using psycho and that you love them. That's probably the best thing anyone can do at the moment.
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(Right now I'm just hoping no one springs her.)
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Thank you.
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Wonderful icon, btw. It made me smile.
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Thank you for your thoughts and prayers, that means a lot to me. Go hug Dan, and call your parents and tell them you love them and they are so lucky to have such a wonderful daughter.
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Best wishes to you and your family. I know it isn't easy.
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Thank you.
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remember to be safe and think well of yourself. your sister will have more people involved in her care, besides her family.
my scratchy cat sends you some well wishes, too. meow!