I just need to rant for a little bit
I canāt put it under a read more so please bear with me, but this last week has been the roughest week Iāve had in a very long time. TW for alcoholism (and mentions of killing? I donāt know how to word it) On Monday, while I was working overtime, my mother asks me to call her because it is urgent. It couldnāt wait until after work, cuz it would be ātoo lateā. So I call, only to find out sheās drunk and having a literal mental breakdown. She tells me she has a big knife that sheās ready to kill my dad with because he was being āaggressiveā as she supposedly took and hid his alcohol from him. He was drunk as well. They argue while Iām on the phone. She tells me I need to hear him. Sheās losing it. Then he leaves and I still canāt get a single word in to her. When I can, I tell her she needs to call the cops if she feels threatened. She says āthey wonāt do anythingā (because the last time she called the cops on him, it was to get him out of the house and they told her that she needs to write an eviction notice). So she turns to me. She says sheās ready to kill if need be. So Iām panicking and trying to work at the same time cuz I canāt neglect that either. And when I finally get to speak again, I apologized cuz I was working at the same time but I was trying to listen to them too. She took that as I didnāt care and hung up. I tell my sister and she calls my mom. My boyfriend calls the police on my mom cuz 1. Sheās unstable and 2. Iām a bawling mess and couldnāt talk. My sister distracts her while the cops are on their way and they take her to a local hospital for a psych evaluation. I know those usually take as long as a day or 2 so I expected her to be there for a while. She calls me, a half hour later, from the hospital asking me to pick her up. I refuse because I canāt see when I drive at night and it makes me anxious, and I was scared to be around her. She says ādonāt care, Iāll just walkā. She walks home and then blows up my phone about how I donāt care that my dad will kill her and that me and my siblings need to fuck off, donāt talk to her until she figures these things out. Basically wrote all of us off because I, who normally helps out my parents when I can even though I shouldnāt, was legitimately terrified and didnāt even want to speak to her. I ignored all her texts and phone calls. She never apologized. She texted me later this week about insurance cards in the mail and then that was it. And then at 4am she sends a mass text to me and my siblings about how sheās cutting him off from using all of her money. I want to tell her how I feel about what happened but I canāt. I donāt know how to tell her. I keep writing stuff out and deleting and rinse and repeat. Itās really rough. The worst part was that I thought about something like this happening not too long ago but didnāt think my parents were like that. And then it happened and now I donāt know how to feel about it. Iāll probably delete this later but if you read this, thank you. And Iām sorry. Itās a lot of stuff that should be personal and I have a good support group around me but itās hard. My mom was so close to killing my dad. If we didnāt do something, I think it would have happened. Itās not fair, and I wish I wasnāt stuck in the middle of it.
