Crazy

There really IS something wrong with my mother.

I think she has Alzheimer’s. It’s just happening. (Or she’s faking) She’s losing her memory, which looks good to me. I wish I could.

See, my mother was not a good mother. She was pretty nasty. Okay, she bordered on evil. No one sees this. Strangers like her. She can be charming. Her children don’t like to correct her in public because…we actually WANT to pretend she’s normal.

But my sisters and I remember. She began calling me a whore when I was 14.

I can still see her on the phone pretending she was calling an orphanage saying, “Yes, you can pick up Charmaine, Erin and Briana tomorrow”. I was five (5) years old.

My little sisters were grabbing her legs and sobbing. I ran to an alternate phone and returned exclaiming,” She’s lying. She lying."

We all have angst growing up. I get that. BUT…my little sister is in therapy to learn how to deal with our mom.

My other sister tried to kill herself. She called me first. (I was long gone .) My baby sister had to deal with the blood, razor blades and ambulance.

I’m not talking minor problems…they were major.

Put the oxygen mask on yourself" then help the children. That's what I did.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OuJl1T-trLw