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i have lots of pressure from my drunk mother ( but i moved out ) and i live with my boyfriend. my boyfriend stresses me out sometimes. i JUST started smoking. i am very small for my age. 5ft. and 110 pounds. i am very scared that i will get lung cancer because my lungs are probably very small also i really dont know. but i really need to stop being so stressed about stupid negative thoughts. if i only smoke a little, like a cigarette a day, or every other day, what are my chances of getting something wrong with me?

im 14

i am struggling with my weight, i eat barely anything for a week and then binge and pile the weight back on, i need to be thin… i have tried healthy eating and exercise but i feel so guilty after i eat its unbearable…

and my mom is never there for me anymore, nor is my dad, and my brother is moving away in a few days. me and my moms boyfriend don’t get on, he is a nasty man. he has swore at me before, pushed me around and generally makes me feel small and worthless. my mom takes his side.

im getting suicidal thoughts again, i don’t want to go on being this ugly fat and worthless…

My mum has a drink problem. She doesn’t see it as a problem, and therefore no help is available. I left home at 16 to get away from her. I’m at uni now, living with my partner. But she’ll drink, and call me/text me and shout about how my partner isn’t grateful for any help she’s given us (when she’s sober) and then about how I don’t love her. But sometimes she’ll say “Goodbye” and she threatens suicide. I’m over 100 miles away and can’t run home to check. Her mother commited suicide when I was 5, and I have taken her to hospital several times when I was living at home when she was suspected of trying to overdose. Will she ever go through with it? It scares me silly! But I don’t want to spend the rest of my life worrying about her – but if something does happen I’ll feel guilty! (Another complex she gave me!) As well as this, teher are other ways she seeks attention – by saying she might have cancer etc. I’m tired of it, and want to have my own life. What should I do?

Edgar Allan Poe Project – Rough Draft

Timeline

Edgar Allan Poe was born on January 19, 1809 in Boston, Massachusetts.
His father abandoned their family in 1810, and his mother died of tuberculosis in 1811.
Poe was taken in by a wealthy Scottish merchant named John Allan. He was a foster child, but never adopted.
Registered at the University of Virginia in February 1826 to study languages.
Left the University in 1827 and moved back to Boston. Worked as a clerk and newspaper writer.
Joined the army on May 27, 1827 under the name Edgar A. Perry, because he was four years too young to enlist.
Released his first book in 1827.
Was discharged from the U.S. Army in 1829.
Married Virginia Clemm, his 13-year old cousin on September 22, 1835.
Died in the Washington College Hospital on Sunday, October 7, 1849, at 5:00 in the morning after being found on the streets of Baltimore. His cause of death still today remains a mystery, but most believe it was a disease related to alcoholism.

10 of Poe’s Works

“The Raven”
“The Tell-Tale Heart”
“The Pit and the Pendulum”
“Annabel Lee”
“Lenore”
“The City in the Sea”
“The Black Cat”
“The Oval Portrait”
“Eldorado”
The Narrative of Arthur Gorden Pym of Nantucket

Definition

Supense is a feeling of growing tension and excitement felt by a reader. Suspense makes areader curious about the outcome of a story or an event within a story. A writer creates suspense by raising questions in the reader’s mind. The use of foreshadowing is one way that writers create suspense.

Summary of “The Raven”

“The Raven” is a work of poetry by Edgar Allen Poe.

Setting: The story takes place presumably in the main character’s study.

Main Character: The main character (who’s name is never mentioned) is falling asleep as he hears a tapping at his chamber door.

Conflict: When he opens the door he finds nothing. He opens the window and in flies a raven. The raven, who only says “Nevermore”, can be interpreted in three different ways. Some believe that what Poe was trying to say was that this raven was a messenger from the underworld who was sent to mentally torture him as he was grieving for his lost Lenore. Others believe (along with myself) that the raven flew into his study and didn’t say anything at all, but he was so sad over the death of Lenore that he would accept anything as a connection to his love, or that he just imagined the raven, and that it was never there at all.

Analysis of “The Raven”

Poe used many techniques of creating suspensemainly by describing vivid scenes and leaving questions unanswered. For example: Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow; – vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow – sorrow for the lost Lenore -
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore – Nameless here for evermore.
He descibes his depression over the death of Lenore. Note the words “Bleak” and “Rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore”. He also leaves space for each reader to interpret the story. Could the raven be a supernatural creature? Could the man just be insane? I for one believe the most suspenseful line was: “Darkness there, and nothing more”. The reason being that he was scared to death of the tapping, and he makes the conclusion there is somebody at the door, and nobody is there, a method which is often used in horror movies, where when they go to see what that strange sound is, nothing is there, which leads you to conclude that something bad is going to happen.

Im not vary far along, first drs. appt. is nov. 2. I have been so sick; everything i eat or drink comes back up. Even water comes back up.

Chapter one- No right turns
Just as I finished packing the final plates and glasses to move there was a smash,coming from the basement two floors down. It was loud enough the neighbors heard and came running over. “It’s ok,I think it was your brother with his box,”my mother said,with a deep sigh she went back to the moving truck. This wasn’t the last time we moved. We moved four other times from my dad being in the army. I carried the large box outside,taking a look at the house and absorbing the detail. The last time I would see the place where I had my first kiss on December 5th.
We piled into the mini van. Dad in front with mom and me and Andrew in back. My favorite song came on by Eminem INSANE,but mom changed it,cussing under her breath and the first word started. “Mom!”I moaned reaching forward and twisting the nob.
“No,I hate Eminem he stinks Molly.” I looked at Andrew who was propped up with two pillows and sleeping with a blanket over his body. Then reached into his pocket and pulled out his cigarettes,”Mom,I’m pulling up the divider,”I said,and fumbled with the button pressed it all the way up so she couldn’t smell the smoke. I lit it carefully and stuck it into my mouth. My lungs filled with and and I coughed,my eyes turned wide and that’s when I knew those things are disgusting!
We arrived at 5444 Westbrook,Connecticut. It was a bashe house,with green shutters and a cracked window. That’s All I have so far. I’m 11

Drugs, alcohol, mom’s pork chops? (My mom made some pretty nasty pork chops in her day)…

I’ve never really sat down with a glass of wine and tried to write anything, but I’m interested to see what the effects are. Have any of you ever gotten drunk or high and then sat down to write? What was the end result?

We live in Indiana and my sister in law told my mother in law today that her and her boyfriend and there two young kids are going to up and move to Illinois to get away from family. We have recently caught on to them doing drugs, by the way. We believe she is addicted to pain pills and doing meth. They are going to Illinois, and they will have no where to live, healthcare, etc… Is there anything I can do or is this some form of neglect??? Any insight would be appreciated. Thanks

his ex has been having some girl living with her who i knew from years ago(she dated my cousin probably 15 years ago) this lady living with them is a known drug user crack and herion He has joint custody right now(we have her 6 months out of the year, week to week) This lady is bad news and the mother also has checked her self into rehab about 3 years ago. We have his daughter right now, and she doesnt want to go home anymore but the custody agreement says week to week the mother lives in a neighborhood that is not very nice and brook is not allowed outside over there Should we call CYS and can they really do anything about this person with only hearsay custody is such a horrible process but what can we do please help
we want her to come with us…love her like my own….i have raised 2 girls of my own who are 21 and 18……..we are calling the lawyer in the morning……..we just didnt know if CYS would investigate someone that is living with the mother
we just dropped the daughter off at camp this afternoon for a week so we have a week to figure something out before she gets back here

The story “Because My Father Always Said He Was the Only Indian Who saw Jimi Hendrix Play ‘The Star-Spangled Banner’ at Woodstock” by Sherman Alexie displays several issues Native Americans face everyday. In this story Alexie touches on how alcoholism and other social issues prevent Native American families from having positive relationships. Victor’s dad becomes a victim of American society, therefore he becomes an alcoholic and leaves his family even if this was a rare occurrence in the Native American culture.
The biggest issue Victor’s parents had was Alcoholism. It seems like alcohol is the main reason nothing in the family is working out. It is one of the reasons Victor’s dad is not there for him a lot, and at the same time it’s one of the reasons why Victor’s parents relationship did not work out. One can not help but think of how alcohol can disrupt a family and cause nothing but turmoil. When his dad’s favorite musician Jimi Hendrix came over to drink with him, Victor’s dad would drink so much that he would pass out on the kitchen floor and Victor would sleep right next to him. “My father would weep, attempt to hum along with Jimi, and then pass out with his head on the kitchen table”. Victor’s dad just showed no responsibility what so ever. Doing all of this in front of his child obviously meant that he cared more about his pleasure than his son’s future. The chances of being an alcoholic like Victor’s dad and having a functional family are slim. Alcohol addictions is families often causes both psychological and physical abuse and the effect it has on everyone in the family is huge. “An alcoholic can totally disrupt family life and cause harmful effects that can last a lifetime.” (Parsons) In this story, Victor represents the thousands of children in America that are victims of family abuse to Alcohol. “According to U. S. Department of Health and Human Services and SAMHSA’s (Substance Abuse & Mental Health Services Administration) National Clearinghouse for Alcohol and Drug Information, seventy six million American adults have been exposed to alcoholism in the family.” (Parsons). These staggering statistics show that this is a serious issue, one which has to be solved one way or another.
Victor’s father makes some poor decisions as a father, but at the same time is a victim of the American society. Native Americans tend to get trapped in American culture because drinking alcohol is looked at as no big deal, but because Native Americans are not used to it, it affects them much worse. According to Cheryl Hissong alcohol is a big dilemma in the Native American everyday lives. “But the price of alcohol continues to be felt in today’s Native American culture and everyday life. As more and more of the Native culture and heritage became lost in the modernizing effects of European colonization, many Native Americans found themselves caught in limbo between two worlds.” This story shows pieces of this idea Hissong has. Victor’s family is an Indian family which has its own culture slowly adapting to the American lifestyle.
In the story, Victor’s dad starts getting used to American society and starts to forget about his own culture and heritage. A couple of different parts of the story show that Victor’s father is losing his Native American cultural identity. At one point in the story, Victor’s father is talking to his son about music and how Native American children are so used to hearing drums that they think that is all they need. “You think that’s all you need, Hell, son, even an Indian needs a piano or guitar or saxophone now and again.” Victor’s father is accepting these American musical instruments, and is not trying to maintain his identity as a Native American anymore. His father does not follow tradition when the marriage with Victor’s mother does not work out. Victor compares break ups in a Native American marriage a hundred years ago to a more modern break up which his parents go through. “A hundred years ago, an Indian marriage was broken easily. The woman or man just packed up all their possessions and left the tipi. There were no arguments, no discussions. Now, Indians fight their way to the end, holding onto the last good thing, because our whole lives have to do with survival.” His parents have obviously adapted to a new lifestyle, a more “modren” one in which the couples fight and get into arguments before they separate. They are not following tradition of separating peacefully, because they are forgetting about their culture and adapting to the American way of doing things.
Victor’s parents relationship was not a positive one at all. One of the biggest family problems with alcoholics is violence and there was a lot of it in their relationship. They fought constantly. Victor mentions that them making love at night makes up for all of the fighting. “I know exactly what it sounds like when my parents are touching each other. It makes up for knowing exactly what they sound like wh

I smoked cigarettes for three years, just because I got them for free and I didn’t really understand that it was such a bad thing. Maybe there was a social aspect of it also. Then all the sudden I was like, fcuk this is dumb, and just stopped, right then and there, and haven’t had another one since (it’s been about 2 years since).

My mother has had a terrible caffeine addiction ever since she was around twenty. if she goes without caffeine even for half a a day, she is prone to fainting and blackouts. I drink caffeinated beverages, but can go a very long time without them.

While taking prescription pills, I have never become dependent.

I have done cocaine (multiple times), also never got addicted.

Once I was told that I just “lack the addiction gene”, but I have read from multiple sources that addiction can’t be traced to any specific genes.

Why don’t I ever get addicted to things?
I do really enjoy some things that most people who try get addicted to.

Isn’t that just behavioral addiction?

I’m talking chemical/bio/whatever addiction.

I wanted to know what i should do before i drink alcoholic beverages to help prevent a stomach ache after. my mother told me to drink cooking oil…. i wonder if that really works? what do you do to help prevent tummy ache hang overs?

Hello? Me and my mother had some words this morning, I said somethings that I shouldn’t have said, and I disrespected her; I fully take responsibility for whatever I said. Anyways, I made it known to her that she was not my mother; My mother was never there for me and my sisters; It hurts very much. I never got the chance to tell her this because I wouldn’t say anything in the past. I know the past is gone and i should move forward, but how when this still haunts me? My mother and father didn’t give me or my sister the care that we deserved and it hurts. At times, I wish I were dead and maybe I wouldn’t deal with this so much. I don’t know if I owe my mother or father anything because they were never there; I can’t sleep at night because of PTS, consisted thoughts of worrying, and stress. I don’t even know my mother or father; They want me to respect them, but how when I don’t even love them. I wanted my parents there with me; To take care of me and my sisters. To also do things that a family is suppose to do and so on in their life together; My parents weren’t there. If I could back and change time; I would. My parents wouldn’t be my parents for a fact; Some other loving family would be. I’ve been holding back not saying anything all these years, but this morning everything came out on the table. My mother was a drug addict and my father is an alcoholic; Both of them gave up on me years back. My sisters and I have different fathers, but the same mother; I don’t know my parents and don’t care to know them. My grandmother and step-grandfather took care of me and my sisters all of our lives; I’ve been in foster care for about 7 years and I hated it. So, When I look at it; My grandmother and step-grandfather are my parents; Not my real parents. This is how I feel and what I’m thinking…
I know this is a lot, but I had to get it off my mind…I’m not sure if my parents really know how I feel. I’ve been seeing a therapist on and off for about 3 years now and I’ve been on anti-depressants for about 3 years also.
I’m 20 years old and I don’t live with my father, but I live with my grandmother and mother.

Hello? Me and my mother had some words this morning, I said somethings that I shouldn’t have said, and I disrespected her; I fully take responsibility for whatever I said. Anyways, I made it known to her that she was not my mother; My mother was never there for me and my sisters; It hurts very much. I never got the chance to tell her this because I wouldn’t say anything in the past. I know the past is gone and i should move forward, but how when this still haunts me? My mother and father didn’t give me or my sister the care that we deserved and it hurts. At times, I wish I were dead and maybe I wouldn’t deal with this so much. I don’t know if I owe my mother or father anything because they were never there; I can’t sleep at night because of PTS, consisted thoughts of worrying, and stress. I don’t even know my mother or father; They want me to respect them, but how when I don’t even love them. I wanted my parents there with me; To take care of me and my sisters. To also do things that a family is suppose to do and so on in their life together; My parents weren’t there. If I could back and change time; I would. My parents wouldn’t be my parents for a fact; Some other loving family would be. I’ve been holding back not saying anything all these years, but this morning everything came out on the table. My mother was a drug addict and my father is an alcoholic; Both of them gave up on me years back. My sisters and I have different fathers, but the same mother; I don’t know my parents and don’t care to know them. My grandmother and step-grandfather took care of me and my sisters all of our lives; I’ve been in foster care for about 7 years and I hated it. So, When I look at it; My grandmother and step-grandfather are my parents; Not my real parents. This is how I feel and what I’m thinking…
I know this is a lot, but I had to get it off my mind…I’m not sure if my parents really know how I feel. I’ve been seeing a therapist on and off for about 3 years now and I’ve been on anti-depressants for about 3 years also.
I’m 20 years old and I don’t live with my father, but I live with my grandmother and mother.

Hello? Me and my mother had some words this morning, I said somethings that I shouldn’t have said, and I disrespected her; I fully take responsibility for whatever I said. Anyways, I made it known to her that she was not my mother; My mother was never there for me and my sisters; It hurts very much. I never got the chance to tell her this because I wouldn’t say anything in the past. I know the past is gone and i should move forward, but how when this still haunts me? My mother and father didn’t give me or my sister the care that we deserved and it hurts. At times, I wish I were dead and maybe I wouldn’t deal with this so much. I don’t know if I owe my mother or father anything because they were never there; I can’t sleep at night because of PTS, consisted thoughts of worrying, and stress. I don’t even know my mother or father; They want me to respect them, but how when I don’t even love them. I wanted my parents there with me; To take care of me and my sisters. To also do things that a family is suppose to do and so on in their life together; My parents weren’t there. If I could back and change time; I would. My parents wouldn’t be my parents for a fact; Some other loving family would be. I’ve been holding back not saying anything all these years, but this morning everything came out on the table. My mother was a drug addict and my father is an alcoholic; Both of them gave up on me years back. My sisters and I have different fathers, but the same mother; I don’t know my parents and don’t care to know them. My grandmother and step-grandfather took care of me and my sisters all of our lives; I’ve been in foster care for about 7 years and I hated it. So, When I look at it; My grandmother and step-grandfather are my parents; Not my real parents. This is how I feel and what I’m thinking…
I know this is a lot, but I had to get it off my mind…I’m not sure if my parents really know how I feel. I’ve been seeing a therapist on and off for about 3 years now and I’ve been on anti-depressants for about 3 years also.
I’m 20 years old and I don’t live with my father, but I live with my grandmother and mother.

ummmm wow not me just asking a question. I know someone who is and is a great mom and wife but drinks.

Hello
My mother has never raised me my grandmother always had. I live with my grandmother, step-grandfather, and my mother. My mother has always been an alcoholic that’s why my grandmother had to raised me. But when I was 13 my mother had a brain aneurysm which caused her to have short term memory lost and her personality changed. After that she continued to work till she got in a car accident
and was sent to jail for 6 months. That was 10 tens ago she has just gotten worst and worst. She never leaves the house and nearly every night she gets drunk falls all over the place, brakes things and even pees all over the place. My mother used to be a bright lively person but over the pass 2 years she just seemed to lose all her zest for life. I wish I could do something for her, but I myself am disabled with depression and anxiety problems. What can I do? Can I force her into rehab? She is disabled and I don’t think she could take care of herself. Any advice is welcome.

I’m going to cut her out of my life unless she decides to go to rehab. What is the best way to say this to an addict? Will the message even get through the drug haze? Do I have to do it in person?

Long story short… I dated a guy for about a year. Money got tight and we decided to move in with my dad to save some money. My dad lives 800 miles away in my home state. We move in. Couple months go by and me and my boyfriend split up. We split up because when he applied for jobs in our new town he got letters in the mail stating that he was turned down because he had a few warrants for his arrest back in his home town. He was sooo mad that I knew (even though I didnt say a word about it!) and he started treating me awful. Our relationship was never that good… hes a recovering alcoholic and drug user, and he was just a lot of trouble with a bunch of problems. So anyways… what happened was we got into a fight late one night, and he started yelling at me to get out (dont forget this is MY dads house).. so I said fine, ill leave… well my dad stopped me and said I wasnt going anywhere… so my boyfriend was like, fine F U ill leave! And he grabbed some clothes and ran outta the house. It was about midnight and it was pouring rain outside. It hurt, but I was glad to be rid of him and his abuse. He had.. no car, no money, no phone, nothing. Not my problem because I bought him a cell phone (he didnt take it with him), and drove him everywhere. Well let me get to my question. Back tracking a bit. His father passed away when my boyfriend was only 18 (from alcoholism). His mother and her boyfriend are huge drunks. My boyfriend doesnt really like his mom, and the whole year and a half that we lived 2 minutes down the road from his mom, we saw her like 3 times. She caused so much problems. Would call us when she was drunk and start crying and yelling… for no reason and about nothing. When we moved back to my home state, by boyfriend said he was so glad to be away from her and didnt want to talk to her at all. Now, that was HIS choice. I personally didnt care either way. Well…. me and my boyfriend have been broken up for about 4 months now, and I have not heard from him or seen him since that night. I know he is okay because I heard he found a job at a fast food joint, and hes crashing on a co-workers couch or something,. I dont know and I dont care.. hes not my responsibility. Here we go… the past 2 months, his mom has been calling my cell phone and leaving messages asking for her son to call her. They went a good… 6 months without a word, now shes calling every week. Well one day, I picked up and told her she had the wrong number and to please stop calling.. It stopped for about a week. Well I just got a voice mail from her and she said if she doesnt hear from her son in a couple days, she is calling the police. Now… is this something I need to worry about? Heres a few more things… first off, she doesnt know where we had moved to, just the state. He never told her the address cause he didnt want her sending him stuff or trying to ever visit (ALL his choice). Secondly, I recently moved out of state to a whole new state with a good friend of mine.. so.. I no longer live there. So… should I disregard this? I would honestly prefer to.. because he is out of my life, and its not my responsibility to call his mother or anything like that. He has a job, and a place to live… he has access to a phone and the internet, he knows his families phone numbers… if he wanted to call, he would! I really dont feel like dealing with this.. I am trying to move on with my life and live my life without the drama or the abuse. So… can I just ignore this? What are your opinions?

This is a very sad story .Okay about 2 years ago my dad was dying,We were told if he didnt get a liver soon he was gonna die.He had some kinda genetic liver abnormality. Okay he was in severe pain, the doctors had him dopped up 24/7.Morphine,demeroul , percocet, vikiding.Okay out of depression my mom started taking his pain killers,she tried to sleep her way through his sickness , it was her way of dealing with it,or not dealing with it .Okay by the grace of god , my dad got a new liver in time , he is alive and made a full recovery thats the good new , the bad news is my parents are now both addicted to prescription drugs , very bad ..They have been taking that crap everyday by the handfuls for 2 years now.Us kids told them they had a problem and needed help, that we were not gonna have nothing to do with them until they got help ..Its been 3 days , they have been drug free .They are pueking and shacking ,very sick and bitchy,bad withdraws,is there any herbal remedie’s i can give them