Thursday, April 24, 2008

"When It all Falls Down"


I been feeling some kind of way lately. I stated in a previous post that my mom has a mental disorder and over the years its taken a toll on me and my brothers and sisters. Me being the oldest I've seen it way before they have. Due to her condition its made me kinda isolate myself from her. When I was younger I remember she just had (she meaing my mother)just made a big pot of spaghetti, I had to be no more then 8yrs old. I help set the table and when it came time for everybody to eat she slaped all of our forks out our hands and continued to repeat these words that will haunt me forever. "Don't eat that?" I'm like "Why Ma?", She was like "Don't eat it, It has worms in it." Me being the funny man I am, I laughed and say mom stop playing you just made this and it doesn't have worms in it. She looked at us and went around the table throwing all of our plates in the garbage and then went into the kitchen and proceeded to empty the rest into the garbage. I then realize something was wrong. I'm saying to myself why is she acting like this? I'm confused. Well that was only the beginning over the course of the years shes been through alot, from being abused by her no good ass boyfriends, in and out of the hospital from being depressed which triggers her mental state of mind and causes her to breakdown. The medication seemed to be working but its like the more she took it the more I felt like I was losing the mother I loved so mcuh. She wasn't the same anymore especialy after my sister died at the age of 2 in 1996. I'll save that for a later post. Thats a lil too emotional for me to go into.

My mom is a very smart woman she just makes alot of bad decisions and it hurts me to see the man that i've become and look down upon the woman that gave me life. It saddens me that she deceided to have 3 more kids with a convict/born again drug addict. I just don't understand why she made the choices that she did, like give me to my father when I turned 13 because she didnt feel fit to care for me as my mother, but as I got older I realized I was fortunate to have a father to show me tough love and instill values in me. I might can't stand him but I tolerate him because I know he means well. He always told me I wasn't given a book on how to be a father. Whatever the fuck that means, I don't recall kicking your child up the stairs because he got a bad progress report and his teacher calls and you repeatedly yell get up the stairs and constantly kick him down, but he wasn't given a book on how to be a father so I guess I have to forgive him oneday right. (*me smirking*).

Back to my mom ,okay the last year around this time she got sick which was actually the week of my grandafthers funeral she broke down and I rush over to her house to find her swimming in the fuckn back yard in the motherfuckn dirt. I just look in disgust. I get her to come inside the paramedic come and off to the hopsital we go. Shes in there for 2weeks then comes home and I tell her what happen cause she has no memory when she has her episodes so we laugh and bullshit. Just this month on my way to see the ruins with my cousin, I get a call from my dad telling me to pull over so he can tell me something, the first thing that cam etomy mind was oh god I think he knows or heard something. I panic and I ask him whats wrong, but that wasn't the case. Come tofind outmy crazy ass mother is back in the hospital and she left a voicemail saying she at a pyschicatric hospital in brookyln,ny. Im saying to myself what the hell she doing brooklyn. He goes on to tell me the contents of the voicemail. I get so upset I just tell him I call him back later. I finish my movie and the next day check the message and it says.

" Hello """", I don't know were my kids are...." They father kidnapped them and I haven't seen them in 2 weeks, I caught a bus to Atlantic City with some dude, but he started acting crazy and talking about murderinig people, so I broke loose from him, but then realized he had my money so now I'm broke and I slept in a bus station for 3 days and had to was up in the bus station bathroom and I realized I didnt take my medication in a few days and everytime I go outside my mind get all crowded an I feel like I'm going crazy and I managed to get together some money to catch a bus to Brooklyn and I don't know where my kids at." After hearing that I immediately called my aunts on 3 way. Come to find out all she said in the voicemail was true and she gave the kids to there father in her fucked up state of mind. She fought my sister (backstory)My sister walks in the house to only find my mother butt ass naked on the couch telling her to get out you shouldn't be here, I'm having an adult party, my sister looks around and tells her mom theres nobody here what are you talking about? They fight she kicks my sister and her baby out. I'm like what the fuck is going on. I'm like dam its bad enough I'm kinda single, I'm a bisexual black man on the dl, I have a crazy mother, and I don't have anyway of reaching my lil brothers and sisters because there way down in Maryland. Life is a bitch and the cards I'm dealt make up a shitty ass hand. The world I know is crumbling.

What happens "WHEN IT ALL FALLS DOWN" will I bounce back or will I end up just like my mother in a fucked up state of mind. I can't save the world and Noah didn't build the arc in one day. Things that happen in my life are beyond my control.

J.U.M.P - JESUS UNDERSTANDS MY PAIN.

22 comments:

Jay said...

My comment for you is not for everyone, just know that none of us have all the answers but we all need someone. Find a support group that deals with your mother's illness, find other's dealing with the same illness and learn how to deal with it. Unforunately you can't be everything at all times for everybody...I'm here man

Andre J. Allen II said...

i total agree with jay. i know u have a support system of friends. lean on them to stay strong and never give up hope. From what i can tell u are a strong dude mentally so stay focus and you will be ok.

Andre J. Allen II said...

i total agree with jay. i know u have a support system of friends. lean on them to stay strong and never give up hope. From what i can tell u are a strong dude mentally so stay focus and you will be ok.

BPS 4.0 : Soul Exposure said...

Wow, man, that was deep. I know it was hard to share that part of yourself but I'm glad you did. I don't really know what to say. I just pray that you will continue to keep moving forward and don't allow this to stop you from having a wonderful life because you are deserving of it. Never think otherwise.

Anonymous said...

Thank you for sharing this part of your life. I agree that you should talk to someone that can provide insight and support. There's a light at the end of every tunnel, man.

ShawnQt said...

My initial reaction was to make a joke to cheer you up like I always do, but I don't want to be insensitive... we we need to have another Shawn & X night and discuss this over drinks... then again, no drinks, you cry like a little bitch when you get drunk & emotional. Then again... maybe you need that. I will just get a thick shirt so u can cry on my shoulder and it won't be to wet...

(call me later)

Darius T. Williams said...

Hmmm - you're right, Noah didn't build the arc in one day. But, what he did do was amazing and substantial. When people looked at him crazy, he kept building. When he kept warning people, they didn't see any signs of bad things to come, he kept building. He was old, but he kept building. His family and close friend thought he was crazy, but he kept building. And one day when the rain came, all of Noah's hard work eventually paid off.

To you X, if you do what you have to do to keep building, man, one day your hard work will pay off. Just know that. Despite the crazyness that happens around you, keep building. Just like Noah, you'll be happy you did.

-DTW

Also know this - the sun shines brightest after a storm. Noah can attest to that.

Mr. Jones said...

Wow. Thanks for sharing this powerful post.

I can't really offer any religious or spiritual insight, because that's just not me, but what I can tell you is that no matter how bad you think your situation is, it could always be worse. Try to think about life with that sort of perspective. No matter how poorly you think you're doing or how bad you think your situation is, it could always be worse.

It may not change your situation, but at least it makes you appreciate the cards you were dealt because truth be told, at least you're at the table.

Just take it one day at a time and do the very best job that you can. So far, it seems like you;re on the right path, just stay on it, my man.

Joey Bahamas said...

X, you're a brave man for sharing all of that with us. I admire you for it. Strength is viewing all of the problems going on in our lives and continuing to move through them, putting one foot in front of the other, day by day. Thats all we can do. Luv!

JB

E said...

Damn. That's a lot that you've gone through and are still dealing with. There's definitely no answers but I hope it felt good getting it all out of your chest.

Your relationship with your father made me smile..:-) Yeah you might forgive him one day. Then again, you might not.

Jersey Brotha said...

I don't really have much to add cause everybody's pretty much said everything I was gonna say. But just remember that you have the power to rise above your struggles. Don't spend time trying to figure out how/why your mother does what she does, cause you will probably never understand it. We all have our problems. Stay encouraged and keep ya head up.

bLaQ~n~MiLD said...

Hmmmmmmmmm...I don't have much to say on here because that's just not my style. Granted I can't say my mother has tettered as far as yours has, but my mother did try it. I may not be your number one fan X and vise versa, however, given the circumstances, I think our experiences could be benificial in pulling you thru this difficult time. Holla.

~Damnit!

antneya said...

wow just came across your page and read this...thats a lot to deal with for anyone...my uncle is the same way and all you want to do is help but cant...its painful...hope it becomes better for you.

SpecialK261 said...

that's a serious blog entry...alot to comprehend and deal with..i could'nt really imagine what you are going through...i really jusy hope that you can pull yourself though..but unfortunately i don't veen have the answers..I don't know what I woudl do.

fuzzy said...

X, OMG, X! You have a lil cocktail of things happening here... But I would just hold out for now. Find some spiritual guidance. (everything is better with God) and things will find themselves a way to work themselves out. Just watch and see.

Kat said...

Please check out this link. This song has helped me through many a rough time! Hope things get better soon!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sYa5MY3MRXc

Chet said...

Young Brotha, I can not say: that I know what you are going through, but I do have a general or clinical idea through education and training, very often I have seen simular problems with clients during my outreach and social work. Mental illness is a serious and crippling disease.

A support group and some assistance from the mental health clinic could be advantageous for all involved (family), it will not be an easy fight being that Sistah girl has been abused, used drugs etc. Love will see you through, be strong and take good care of yourself and never loose faith. Change is gonna come.

Harold Gibson said...

I agree with Chet, after spending a few years working with the mentally disabled, what you are feeling is typical of what family members of those who suffer from mental illness experience. I do have suggestion make an effort to contact your local branch of the National Association for the Mentally Ill (NAMI) this organization comprised of the mentally ill and their families will help you better understand your mother's condition and the feelings you have about it. Be at peace man.

j_shanlin said...

Damn, that's intense. I thought my mom was crazy because she wore white opaque tights with tan peep toe pumps and a black pencil skirt to church on sunday. I was like "WTF were you thinking?" and she was all, "I was in a hurry".. simple bitch. Call me if you need to X.. Love you lots

Thoughts said...

Yo X...my prayers are with you...I know you dont know my true identity, I choosed to keep that a secret on the blog...but know you have a friend who is here for you. We fuss and fight everytime we get together because I tell you to get it together...YOU'RE A HORRIBLE DRUNK!!! (thats your only clue)...but yo I am here for you and I will be praying for you man. It gets better. Honestly, I think my mother is beginning to go through the same thing man and it is hard to see. But get your faith up and trust your God. It gets better.

Dayne Avery said...

It's been a minute, but I'm glad I dropped by. Your honesty is so amazing. All I can say is know that you are not her. Your lot is yours alone and your experiences are unique--they make you who you are and therefore your destiny is not hers. From what I've read in your blogs you seem very resilient. I know you will be alright.

Mr. Jones said...

I thought my mom was crazy because she wore white opaque tights with tan peep toe pumps and a black pencil skirt to church on sunday.

Jared....you are just too much for me to handle. I'm so mad at this, boy.