Tension
Well I can say that midnight tonight finished off the crappiest week I've had in a long time. I guess it was going ok, but on Tuesday night my boyfriend woke up and tried to get up to go to the bathroom and couldn't feel his legs. He fell out of his bed and luckily his parents heard him. To make a long story short, they had to call an ambulance for him and he went to the hospital.
Taylors a pretty big guy. He's almost 6 feet and he weighs over 160, so it was hard for his dad to get him back in his bed while they were waiting for rescue to come. Anyway his fever had gotten so high that he almost died, and that was because he had an infection that his body was fighting to kill that no one knew about the night before when we all thought he just had a cold. He's lucky to be living and we were lucky not to lose him. The thought of him dying makes my knees weak. I have a lot to praise God for.
So I went to bed the other night thinking about what would have happened if I would have lost him. I thought about my mom again, and how my dad lost her when he was 16 and she was 15, and how I could have had to live with the same heartache. Then I thought about how Taylor and I have been fighting lately. Not just arguments, either. I mean all out fighting, with choking and slapping and hair pulling and threats and crap we don't need to be doing to each other.
That made me think about watching my dad and stepmom fight when I was little. They would be screaming in each others faces and she would start hitting him, and he would always hit her back. Now I know some people think it's ok for a man to hit a woman in self defense, but I think it's unexcusable. A man can walk away if he chooses to, and my dad chose not to walk away. There were times when I watched him slap her for cussing at him and for saying things to make him mad.
Then I started to think about what he was like toward my mom. I don't know for sure everything, but I know for sure that at one point he broke her arm after I was born because she stabbed him with a knife. I have to wonder if she didn't stab him out of self defense or not, because given the way he treated my stepmom, it would make sense.
So now I'm mad at my dad, and he doesn't know why. Or maybe he does know but he wants me to tell him why. The problem there is that if I do, I know he'll just tell me that it's none of my business, and that what happened between him and my mom was between them and that I'm out of line. I swear I want to punch him in the nose when he tells me that kind of stuff. If he mistreated my mom I think I have a right to confront him since she can't do that anymore.
Anyway, sorry for the depressing post. I just needed to get this stuff off of my chest. BTW, for people who know who the author Rick S. is, does anyone know how to find his stuff?? He was on Codeys World but was removed over some dumbness and now they're saying they were wrong, but he hasn't been reinstated yet.
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