My Mum went pretty mad ...
A few years after she divorced Dad. It would seem that Divorce was not the panacea to her woes. I suppose she found herself raising three teenagers on a single income and the strain began to show.

I was the eldest and a girl. It was my job to push the boundaries of suffocating over-protectiveness that most parents have, but don't actually realise. Can't say I was ever a bad kid; never came home drunk or stoned, did well at school, and never had a boyfriend at that point. But teenagers are more stupid than their parents give them credit for. It all started with odd lectures along the lines of 'you live under my house, you live by my rules', but never were the rules set out or any penalty mentioned.

So it came as rather a surprise when, after a blazing row, the subject of which I honestly don't remember, she kicked me out ... into the street ... hurling an empty suitcase at my head (what use was an empty suitcase?) ... shouting 'Never darken my doorstep again' for added theatrical effect.

I was 17 and 5 months old. Not legally an adult, but big enough to make my own way, I suppose. A school friend's mum took me in, bless her sweet heart, until I managed to finish school, find a burger flipping job and find a sharehouse to live in.

A few years later, Mum was diagnosed with an overactive thyroid. Symptoms include violent mood swings.

This is not a 'pity me' story. Things turned out well.

So please, if anyone around you suddenly changes, don't just write them off as 'mad' or 'lost it'. Entertain the possibility of an underlying medical cause. It can save a lot of heartache.
(Que?, Fri 22 Jul 2011, 8:09, 3 replies)

Bravo
Click!
( dazbrilliantwhites has been meaning to change this..., Fri 22 Jul 2011, 8:41, closed)

'you live under my house'
is your mum rose west?
( janet aylia y'all motherfuckers need jesus, Fri 22 Jul 2011, 9:18, closed)

Or hans fritzl
To be more literal.
Any road well done for coming thru it well.
(dyllon nice beaver., Fri 22 Jul 2011, 12:03, closed)