We will help you get your mom off drugs!

My wife left me after I basiclly too care of her for 9 years. She didnt have to work and her crazy drug addict mom leached off of us and lived with us the whole time. Which started many ongoing arguments. I am aware that taking care of someone isnt love and I never made her feel that way, it was alwaysa partnership and I kind of think now that may have been my bad.
But anyways she left with our two kids and has been “living the single Las Vegas life”, she started right off the bat. I was torn up for 3 months and then moved on to dating other woman. We constantly faught on the phone, I paid more child support than I was supposed to even when I wasnt obligated to.
But now as of about 10 days ago, she calls to chit chat with me. Wants to go to dinner with me and everything. Then Friday she came over to pick up some money and she asks me to spend the night with her, so I did.
She says she wants to take it slow, which I never indicated that I wanted to be back together. I do of course because I love her with all my heart. But she really messed with my pockets, my brain and my heart. Slept with other people (1 that I know of) but shes been on a big drug and alcohol binge lately, but the sky is the limit.
I believe I can forgive her, I am certain of it. But am I a jackass or what?
Weve been apart for 7 months
She attempted to work but felt no urgency to be responsable. So she would just get fired. She says she missed out on her youth because we were married with children so young. I was 20 and she was 19

This is long but I appricate if you read it. I’m crying so heard I can barely see the keyboard so sorry for any mistakes.

So I’m 14 and I want to get older but I’m regressing into infant behaviors and I feel like I’ve lost my mind.

To begin the story…

I was born of teenager parents, both were drug addicts. Mom shot up herion and smoked meth, dad liked herion and crack cocaine. At 8 months old I was given up for adoption. I don’t remember my real parents but it really hurts that they just threw me away like I was nothing!!!! I shouldn’t even have been born! I am caucasian, and was adopted by an African American mother and a Caucasian dad. They were in their late 20s/early 30s. They couldn’t have children because my adopted mom (Bernice) had ovarian cancer and had a hyserectomy, and she tells me everyday that I was the miricle child that she always wanted. But I have trouble connecting to her because we’re different races. I don’t know why I’m not racist, I mean it’s special right when a mother and daughter look alike? We don’t. I was crying about this the other day and she always tells me I’m always her bioligcal baby to make me feel better. I never knew my real mom, she was taken to a rehab center when I was a few months old. My real dad we had open contact with but haven’t heard from him in years, we aren’t sure if he is dead or is hiding from the law (he’s been in jail for domestic violence and drug possesion) I’m just sooo sooo sad about this!!! Then my boyfriend wants to break up with me because he says I’m clingy and annoying but I can’t help it I just want someone to love me!!!! And I don’t think I’ll find another boy ever again!

I started watching Cailou, my fav childhood show

Then I watched Little Bill, Kipper the Dog, Seseame Street, and Barney and the Sprout Network

I started sucking my thumb

Then I started sleeping with stuffed animals

Then I got my favorite blankey

Then I picked out a favorite stuffed animal. It had no special connection I just won it out of a claw machine a few years ago!

I always want my mommy to hold me

When I’m upset I cry really bad and I hold my cat and bawl

I don’t know what to do my boyfriend says I’m too clingy and when I don’t take my prozac he can tell (I’m on 30 mg) How do I keep him?

And why am I acting like this help me!!!

This is long but I appricate if you read it. I’m crying so heard I can barely see the keyboard so sorry for any mistakes.

So I’m 14 and I want to get older but I’m regressing into infant behaviors and I feel like I’ve lost my mind.

To begin the story…

I was born of teenager parents, both were drug addicts. Mom shot up herion and smoked meth, dad liked herion and crack cocaine. At 8 months old I was given up for adoption. I don’t remember my real parents but it really hurts that they just threw me away like I was nothing!!!! I shouldn’t even have been born! I am caucasian, and was adopted by an African American mother and a Caucasian dad. They were in their late 20s/early 30s. They couldn’t have children because my adopted mom (Bernice) had ovarian cancer and had a hyserectomy, and she tells me everyday that I was the miricle child that she always wanted. But I have trouble connecting to her because we’re different races. I don’t know why I’m not racist, I mean it’s special right when a mother and daughter look alike? We don’t. I was crying about this the other day and she always tells me I’m always her bioligcal baby to make me feel better. I never knew my real mom, she was taken to a rehab center when I was a few months old. My real dad we had open contact with but haven’t heard from him in years, we aren’t sure if he is dead or is hiding from the law (he’s been in jail for domestic violence and drug possesion) I’m just sooo sooo sad about this!!! Then my boyfriend wants to break up with me because he says I’m clingy and annoying but I can’t help it I just want someone to love me!!!! And I don’t think I’ll find another boy ever again!

I started watching Cailou, my fav childhood show

Then I watched Little Bill, Kipper the Dog, Seseame Street, and Barney and the Sprout Network

I started sucking my thumb

Then I started sleeping with stuffed animals

Then I got my favorite blankey

Then I picked out a favorite stuffed animal. It had no special connection I just won it out of a claw machine a few years ago!

I always want my mommy to hold me

When I’m upset I cry really bad and I hold my cat and bawl

I don’t know what to do my boyfriend says I’m too clingy and when I don’t take my prozac he can tell (I’m on 30 mg) How do I keep him?

And why am I acting like this help me!!!

This is long but I appricate if you read it. I’m crying so heard I can barely see the keyboard so sorry for any mistakes.

So I’m 14 and I want to get older but I’m regressing into infant behaviors and I feel like I’ve lost my mind.

To begin the story…

I was born of teenager parents, both were drug addicts. Mom shot up herion and smoked meth, dad liked herion and crack cocaine. At 8 months old I was given up for adoption. I don’t remember my real parents but it really hurts that they just threw me away like I was nothing!!!! I shouldn’t even have been born! I am caucasian, and was adopted by an African American mother and a Caucasian dad. They were in their late 20s/early 30s. They couldn’t have children because my adopted mom (Bernice) had ovarian cancer and had a hyserectomy, and she tells me everyday that I was the miricle child that she always wanted. But I have trouble connecting to her because we’re different races. I don’t know why I’m not racist, I mean it’s special right when a mother and daughter look alike? We don’t. I was crying about this the other day and she always tells me I’m always her bioligcal baby to make me feel better. I never knew my real mom, she was taken to a rehab center when I was a few months old. My real dad we had open contact with but haven’t heard from him in years, we aren’t sure if he is dead or is hiding from the law (he’s been in jail for domestic violence and drug possesion) I’m just sooo sooo sad about this!!! Then my boyfriend wants to break up with me because he says I’m clingy and annoying but I can’t help it I just want someone to love me!!!! And I don’t think I’ll find another boy ever again!

I started watching Cailou, my fav childhood show

Then I watched Little Bill, Kipper the Dog, Seseame Street, and Barney and the Sprout Network

I started sucking my thumb

Then I started sleeping with stuffed animals

Then I got my favorite blankey

Then I picked out a favorite stuffed animal. It had no special connection I just won it out of a claw machine a few years ago!

I always want my mommy to hold me

When I’m upset I cry really bad and I hold my cat and bawl

I don’t know what to do my boyfriend says I’m too clingy and when I don’t take my prozac he can tell (I’m on 30 mg) How do I keep him?

And why am I acting like this help me!!!

This is long but I appricate if you read it. I’m crying so heard I can barely see the keyboard so sorry for any mistakes.

So I’m 14 and I want to get older but I’m regressing into infant behaviors and I feel like I’ve lost my mind.

To begin the story…

I was born of teenager parents, both were drug addicts. Mom shot up herion and smoked meth, dad liked herion and crack cocaine. At 8 months old I was given up for adoption. I don’t remember my real parents but it really hurts that they just threw me away like I was nothing!!!! I shouldn’t even have been born! I am caucasian, and was adopted by an African American mother and a Caucasian dad. They were in their late 20s/early 30s. They couldn’t have children because my adopted mom (Bernice) had ovarian cancer and had a hyserectomy, and she tells me everyday that I was the miricle child that she always wanted. But I have trouble connecting to her because we’re different races. I don’t know why I’m not racist, I mean it’s special right when a mother and daughter look alike? We don’t. I was crying about this the other day and she always tells me I’m always her bioligcal baby to make me feel better. I never knew my real mom, she was taken to a rehab center when I was a few months old. My real dad we had open contact with but haven’t heard from him in years, we aren’t sure if he is dead or is hiding from the law (he’s been in jail for domestic violence and drug possesion) I’m just sooo sooo sad about this!!! Then my boyfriend wants to break up with me because he says I’m clingy and annoying but I can’t help it I just want someone to love me!!!! And I don’t think I’ll find another boy ever again!

I started watching Cailou, my fav childhood show

Then I watched Little Bill, Kipper the Dog, Seseame Street, and Barney and the Sprout Network

I started sucking my thumb

Then I started sleeping with stuffed animals

Then I got my favorite blankey

Then I picked out a favorite stuffed animal. It had no special connection I just won it out of a claw machine a few years ago!

I always want my mommy to hold me

When I’m upset I cry really bad and I hold my cat and bawl

I don’t know what to do my boyfriend says I’m too clingy and when I don’t take my prozac he can tell (I’m on 30 mg) How do I keep him?

And why am I acting like this help me!!!

This is long but I appricate if you read it. I’m crying so heard I can barely see the keyboard so sorry for any mistakes.

So I’m 14 and I want to get older but I’m regressing into infant behaviors and I feel like I’ve lost my mind.

To begin the story…

I was born of teenager parents, both were drug addicts. Mom shot up herion and smoked meth, dad liked herion and crack cocaine. At 8 months old I was given up for adoption. I don’t remember my real parents but it really hurts that they just threw me away like I was nothing!!!! I shouldn’t even have been born! I am caucasian, and was adopted by an African American mother and a Caucasian dad. They were in their late 20s/early 30s. They couldn’t have children because my adopted mom (Bernice) had ovarian cancer and had a hyserectomy, and she tells me everyday that I was the miricle child that she always wanted. But I have trouble connecting to her because we’re different races. I don’t know why I’m not racist, I mean it’s special right when a mother and daughter look alike? We don’t. I was crying about this the other day and she always tells me I’m always her bioligcal baby to make me feel better. I never knew my real mom, she was taken to a rehab center when I was a few months old. My real dad we had open contact with but haven’t heard from him in years, we aren’t sure if he is dead or is hiding from the law (he’s been in jail for domestic violence and drug possesion) I’m just sooo sooo sad about this!!! Then my boyfriend wants to break up with me because he says I’m clingy and annoying but I can’t help it I just want someone to love me!!!! And I don’t think I’ll find another boy ever again!

I started watching Cailou, my fav childhood show

Then I watched Little Bill, Kipper the Dog, Seseame Street, and Barney and the Sprout Network

I started sucking my thumb

Then I started sleeping with stuffed animals

Then I got my favorite blankey

Then I picked out a favorite stuffed animal. It had no special connection I just won it out of a claw machine a few years ago!

I always want my mommy to hold me

When I’m upset I cry really bad and I hold my cat and bawl

I don’t know what to do my boyfriend says I’m too clingy and when I don’t take my prozac he can tell (I’m on 30 mg) How do I keep him?

And why am I acting like this help me!!!

This is long but I appricate if you read it. I’m crying so heard I can barely see the keyboard so sorry for any mistakes.

So I’m 14 and I want to get older but I’m regressing into infant behaviors and I feel like I’ve lost my mind.

To begin the story…

I was born of teenager parents, both were drug addicts. Mom shot up herion and smoked meth, dad liked herion and crack cocaine. At 8 months old I was given up for adoption. I don’t remember my real parents but it really hurts that they just threw me away like I was nothing!!!! I shouldn’t even have been born! I am caucasian, and was adopted by an African American mother and a Caucasian dad. They were in their late 20s/early 30s. They couldn’t have children because my adopted mom (Bernice) had ovarian cancer and had a hyserectomy, and she tells me everyday that I was the miricle child that she always wanted. But I have trouble connecting to her because we’re different races. I don’t know why I’m not racist, I mean it’s special right when a mother and daughter look alike? We don’t. I was crying about this the other day and she always tells me I’m always her bioligcal baby to make me feel better. I never knew my real mom, she was taken to a rehab center when I was a few months old. My real dad we had open contact with but haven’t heard from him in years, we aren’t sure if he is dead or is hiding from the law (he’s been in jail for domestic violence and drug possesion) I’m just sooo sooo sad about this!!! Then my boyfriend wants to break up with me because he says I’m clingy and annoying but I can’t help it I just want someone to love me!!!! And I don’t think I’ll find another boy ever again!

I started watching Cailou, my fav childhood show

Then I watched Little Bill, Kipper the Dog, Seseame Street, and Barney and the Sprout Network

I started sucking my thumb

Then I started sleeping with stuffed animals

Then I got my favorite blankey

Then I picked out a favorite stuffed animal. It had no special connection I just won it out of a claw machine a few years ago!

I always want my mommy to hold me

When I’m upset I cry really bad and I hold my cat and bawl

I don’t know what to do my boyfriend says I’m too clingy and when I don’t take my prozac he can tell (I’m on 30 mg) How do I keep him?

And why am I acting like this help me!!!

This is long but I appricate if you read it. I’m crying so heard I can barely see the keyboard so sorry for any mistakes.

So I’m 14 and I want to get older but I’m regressing into infant behaviors and I feel like I’ve lost my mind.

To begin the story…

I was born of teenager parents, both were drug addicts. Mom shot up herion and smoked meth, dad liked herion and crack cocaine. At 8 months old I was given up for adoption. I don’t remember my real parents but it really hurts that they just threw me away like I was nothing!!!! I shouldn’t even have been born! I am caucasian, and was adopted by an African American mother and a Caucasian dad. They were in their late 20s/early 30s. They couldn’t have children because my adopted mom (Bernice) had ovarian cancer and had a hyserectomy, and she tells me everyday that I was the miricle child that she always wanted. But I have trouble connecting to her because we’re different races. I don’t know why I’m not racist, I mean it’s special right when a mother and daughter look alike? We don’t. I was crying about this the other day and she always tells me I’m always her bioligcal baby to make me feel better. I never knew my real mom, she was taken to a rehab center when I was a few months old. My real dad we had open contact with but haven’t heard from him in years, we aren’t sure if he is dead or is hiding from the law (he’s been in jail for domestic violence and drug possesion) I’m just sooo sooo sad about this!!! Then my boyfriend wants to break up with me because he says I’m clingy and annoying but I can’t help it I just want someone to love me!!!! And I don’t think I’ll find another boy ever again!

I started watching Cailou, my fav childhood show

Then I watched Little Bill, Kipper the Dog, Seseame Street, and Barney and the Sprout Network

I started sucking my thumb

Then I started sleeping with stuffed animals

Then I got my favorite blankey

Then I picked out a favorite stuffed animal. It had no special connection I just won it out of a claw machine a few years ago!

I always want my mommy to hold me

When I’m upset I cry really bad and I hold my cat and bawl

I don’t know what to do my boyfriend says I’m too clingy and when I don’t take my prozac he can tell (I’m on 30 mg) How do I keep him?

And why am I acting like this help me!!!

This is long but I appricate if you read it. I’m crying so heard I can barely see the keyboard so sorry for any mistakes.

So I’m 14 and I want to get older but I’m regressing into infant behaviors and I feel like I’ve lost my mind.

To begin the story…

I was born of teenager parents, both were drug addicts. Mom shot up herion and smoked meth, dad liked herion and crack cocaine. At 8 months old I was given up for adoption. I don’t remember my real parents but it really hurts that they just threw me away like I was nothing!!!! I shouldn’t even have been born! I am caucasian, and was adopted by an African American mother and a Caucasian dad. They were in their late 20s/early 30s. They couldn’t have children because my adopted mom (Bernice) had ovarian cancer and had a hyserectomy, and she tells me everyday that I was the miricle child that she always wanted. But I have trouble connecting to her because we’re different races. I don’t know why I’m not racist, I mean it’s special right when a mother and daughter look alike? We don’t. I was crying about this the other day and she always tells me I’m always her bioligcal baby to make me feel better. I never knew my real mom, she was taken to a rehab center when I was a few months old. My real dad we had open contact with but haven’t heard from him in years, we aren’t sure if he is dead or is hiding from the law (he’s been in jail for domestic violence and drug possesion) I’m just sooo sooo sad about this!!! Then my boyfriend wants to break up with me because he says I’m clingy and annoying but I can’t help it I just want someone to love me!!!! And I don’t think I’ll find another boy ever again!

I started watching Cailou, my fav childhood show

Then I watched Little Bill, Kipper the Dog, Seseame Street, and Barney and the Sprout Network

I started sucking my thumb

Then I started sleeping with stuffed animals

Then I got my favorite blankey

Then I picked out a favorite stuffed animal. It had no special connection I just won it out of a claw machine a few years ago!

I always want my mommy to hold me

When I’m upset I cry really bad and I hold my cat and bawl

I don’t know what to do my boyfriend says I’m too clingy and when I don’t take my prozac he can tell (I’m on 30 mg) How do I keep him?

And why am I acting like this help me!!!

for those of you who don’t know my situation i am 16 and pregnant the father of my baby is violent towards me whilst i am pregnant he is also a drug addict and is trying to force me to get the baby aborted i was waying up the optins of adoption abortion or keeping the baby and i just wanted to knoiw whats it like to be a mother at a young age

So my mom has borderline personality disorder (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Borderline_personality_disorder) and may also be bipolar (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bipolar_disorder). She’s yelled at me throughout my whole life, displays narcissistic tendencies, suffers with passive aggressive behaviors, and has stunted emotional development, among other things. I tell people this and they just stare at me for second then mumble unemotionally, “Oh, yeah. Sorry to hear that.” I know that she’s hurt me, and I feel scarred by her, but I have friends who’s families are torn apart by acoholic and drug-addicted parents and have been beaten. After talking to them about it, I feel like such a whiner. I have a nuclear family — despite what my mom has done — I’m doing well in school, and I have friends, so am I being out of line to think that I’m just as hurt as some of my friends, except on the inside? Or am I just a complaining little brat with a life people would kill for? Thanks.
Sorry, I screwed up the links.

Borderline Personality Disorder: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Borderline_personality_disorder

Bipolar Disorder: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bipolar_disorder

The mother was drunk the night before then had birth 3 months early. What are the chances for the poor thing?

very religious and is usually 95 almost 100 percent right. I dated my ex for almost 2 years she lied, played games, and cheated on me several times she only admitted to one of about 10 things I know about which was the cheating on me that she covered up almost a year. The lies are very dangerous ones about a couple people that she says raped her but they really did’nt. When she met my mom she couldnt look her in the eyes and my mom suspects that she is a drug addict. to make a long story short my ex admitted that she use to have connections and when I confronted her about our problems she never answered me. Its been a few months and I still feel a little hurt and my mom always says thank God she didnt get us killed she is a dangerous tramp that im gonna read about. from what I mentioned I want to know what yall think

I have been on a 5 day drinking binge and i dont usually drink. I drank about 7 bottles of hard liquor in 5 days. im only 16. last nite a huge fight happed for no reason. my moms and my friends that were staying with uss left. me and my mom got in a huge fist fight. my bestfriends/girlfriends hate me and dont want too tlk 2 me i prolly lost my job.
my dad wont speak to me
im just sitting here i have no more booze i cant even cry but i wnt 2 so bad and iffel so sikk.
I hit my mom and my girlfriends hate me
please sum1 giv me advice i dont know what to
i keep playing songs tht i think will make me cry but i just cant cry.
please help
any advice thnk u

I am stressed out ALL of the time. I am a married mother of 3 boys ages 19, 16, and 12, I will be 37 this year. I don’t drink, smoke, or abuse drugs. I am on a anti-depressant, and have been prescribed Xanax for anxiety. I try to live a healthy life, but I am wondering as crazy as this may sound, if my husbands drinking is what is making me sick. I have been reading about Co-Dependancy, and as immature as this may sound, why am I the one who has to suffer for his alcoholism? I am not suicidal, but just feel like I can’t go on. I am tired, I am sick, and my body just aches all of the time. I have even been perscribed Ambien to help me sleep. I just don’t know how to get out of this slump. I am unable to work, because of my depression, and I have severe panic attacks. I have only 1 friend, because my husband has ran the rest off, just by being a jerk, and my family doesn’t want to “watch” me live my life like this with him, so they are no longer in my life. I know this sounds stupid, but I don’t know how to leave. I have been with him since I was 14, and I am going to be 37. I just know I can’t keep living like this. I am losing everything, and everyone. My mom lives out of state, and so does my dad, I am the oldest of my siblings, by many years, so I can’t stay with them. I don’t want to continue to live this way, but being in a town where the population is 3,700 and everyone knows your buisness, and there aren’t any “outlets” what can I do? Please be nice……….. I am not dumb, I know this relationship isn’t healthy, I am just scared, lost, and mentally and physically worn out. Somedays it is hard just to get out of bed. I have started councling, but this has been very recent, and I just feel like I will never be able to leave. I really can’t elaborate more than this, because this is pretty much it. :(

I’m fairly sure I have what’s called “exercise bulimia”. I exercise like crazy because I want to lose weight, but I find myself bingeing. A LOT. A guy would be surprised at how much I eat. Just the other day I had a 7 lb binge.

I went to the pharmacist and asked for an emetic. They picked that I was bulimic, but I wanted to deny that I was bulimic, so I told them that it doesn’t happen all the time (my bingeing), but that I had a 7 lb binge the day before, and I told them that I am a medical student, and that I felt that my binge was a medical emergency because I could not purge the sheer mass of food, and was in pain for the next 12 hours. I also threw in some crap about it being bad for my insulin levels and some other scientific crap like that… and they bought it, and (slightly reluctantly), sold me the emetic.

I boasted to my friends that I managed to buy an emetic. When my friend asked me point blank whether I am bulimic, I denied it.

I boasted that “I eat like a whale”. And I said “I think it runs in my family” (Which is true.)

I suspect that I may be bulimic. Just based on the sheer amount of food I eat, and the fact that I exercise so much.

However, large appetites, (and I mean voracious,) run in my family. Atheletism also runs in the family — my dad was a swimmer and high-jumper, and my mom was Sportswoman of the year in University (’nuff said).

Although I want to lose weight, I am confused as to whether I have an eating disorder.

I grew up exercising a lot (as I was in Cross Country AND Track and Field and one of the better runners, so I always did more than the other girls in the team, could always go further), and then when I went home, I would eat the most at the table. I just could.

I don’t have a particularly high metabolism, at least I don’t think so, because when I am not exercsing, I can eat almosst nothing in a day, and, eating less than my friends, I am still not as thin as them. Not as thin as some girls who eat a lot but are still rail thin.

I am so CONFUSED! Do I have an eating disorder?

I’m fairly sure I have what’s called “exercise bulimia”. I exercise like crazy because I want to lose weight, but I find myself bingeing. A LOT. A guy would be surprised at how much I eat. Just the other day I had a 7 lb binge.

I went to the pharmacist and asked for an emetic. They picked that I was bulimic, but I wanted to deny that I was bulimic, so I told them that it doesn’t happen all the time (my bingeing), but that I had a 7 lb binge the day before, and I told them that I am a medical student, and that I felt that my binge was a medical emergency because I could not purge the sheer mass of food, and was in pain for the next 12 hours. I also threw in some crap about it being bad for my insulin levels and some other scientific crap like that… and they bought it, and (slightly reluctantly), sold me the emetic.

I boasted to my friends that I managed to buy an emetic. When my friend asked me point blank whether I am bulimic, I denied it.

I boasted that “I eat like a whale”. And I said “I think it runs in my family” (Which is true.)

I suspect that I may be bulimic. Just based on the sheer amount of food I eat, and the fact that I exercise so much.

However, large appetites, (and I mean voracious,) run in my family. Atheletism also runs in the family — my dad was a swimmer and high-jumper, and my mom was Sportswoman of the year in University (’nuff said).

Although I want to lose weight, I am confused as to whether I have an eating disorder.

I grew up exercising a lot (as I was in Cross Country AND Track and Field and one of the better runners, so I always did more than the other girls in the team, could always go further), and then when I went home, I would eat the most at the table. I just could.

I don’t have a particularly high metabolism, at least I don’t think so, because when I am not exercsing, I can eat almosst nothing in a day, and, eating less than my friends, I am still not as thin as them. Not as thin as some girls who eat a lot but are still rail thin.

I am so CONFUSED! Do I have an eating disorder?

My mother has recently qualified and works with children and families. She gets all outraged about drug addicts neglecting their children when she used to beat us all around the house for reasons such as not eating our dinner or making too much noise. I won’t bore you with all the details of the rest of it.

She isn’t a changed character either. She won’t acknowledge the things she used to do.

I have known plenty of people raised in “Traditional” households with both the mom and dad that were drug addicts and convicts and plenty of people raised by single parents and gay parents or other “Un Traditional” households that turned out to be very bright and successful!
Thank you answers4u! Also dont forget. Im gay and my parents were straight! My dad went to a catholic school where the teachers were nuns. And he most certainly didnt grow up to become a nun!!

I have been to counseling through out the years, because her alcoholism has really made our family miserable. We have tried every thing. I am now married with two kids. My husband and I, 2 or 3 nights out of the week like to watch a movie, after the kids are in bed and have a 2-3 beers. My aunt freaks, and says you know your mom is an alcoholic and you can turn into one to. I am not dependant by any means….I go weeks without wanting or thinking about having a drink. It doesn’t revolve around my life. I just don’t want to feel weird everytime that I want to go out with friends or sitting at home with my husband..that I am doing something wrong if I have a couple drinks. It makes me so mad, because I do not want to be compared to my mother, and my aunt occasionally makes comments to me, and she drinks too! I just wanted to ask anybody’s opinion…please no rude comments…this is a very touchy subject for me, especially where my mothers concerned. Thank you!