Tears are falling nonstop from my eyes as of writing this … I just got home after spending the afternoon with people from work; in my drunken state of mind when am at my lowest and weakest state of being it was a miracle I got home safe and sound.
What I witnessed when I got home crashed what’s left of my spirit, my mom was crying. Crying like I’ve never seen her before , I’ve never seen her so scared, so helpless. They were having a fight my drunk uncle and her, they never got along ever since they were lil but this time she said he was threatening to kill her. Closing the oxygen tank, even for just two minutes would render her dead. I was so mad no that’s not the word I was furious. I could have killed him myself … you can take anything and anyone from me just not her. The last thing I want to see is her tears, am drunk and so is he I yelled, cursed, cried and screamed at the same time.
Am the only one earning for the three of us the least you can do is make things peaceful for me at home, to set aside your differences and live as adults ought to be. I keep telling him he has to be patient and has to bear with my mom, she’s sick damn we all know she’s dying the least you can do is make the last remaining days easier for her.
I was scared of what he can do, of what he might do when am not around, I hate the idea of my mom in constant fear of him and what he can do. I was happy with his presence as he made it easier for us to change my mom’s tank but now … now with what he’s done am just plain scared.
Told him if you’re gonna kill her then do us both otherwise I’ll skin him alive.
My Pink Shoelace @ 12:55 pm 
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the best thing you can do is throw your uncle out of your house bro….
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theDeviant (Who am I?) — November 30, 2007 @ 1:29 pm