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Tag Archives: scared

I’ll beat you with this shovel

Heck of a title for this post. Last evening, my son stormed out of the house in anger. I waited about 20 minutes before going after him.  I thought it would give him time to cool down. Not to be. He started throwing things out of the cars, so I worked my way through them to lock the doors and make sure things were where they were supposed to be. As I got to the last one, he began threatening me. He had a basketball that he kept throwing down the street, so I took it and put it in the garage.  He went and got it.  So, I am ashamed to admit, I deflated the ball. I didn’t acknowledge him in any way during this period. I was working on moving a vintage sewing machine into our house, when he grabbed a shovel and threatened to beat me with

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Tags: angry, attitude, beat, behavior, downtrodden, emotional, scared, threat, upset ·

A new fear – Talking with dead friends

Last night was scary.  Not sure what happened exactly, but David is back in the hospital. At 8pm, with his bedtime medicines he gets a snack.  He wanted oatmeal, instead I gave him a granola bar. He said that he would hurt me if I didn’t give him the right snack.  He made a move to run, pushed our 8 foot long dining room table at me, pinching me into my chair. I pushed back.  Then because I didn’t know what he was going to do, I picked him up, took him to the living room and said that if he wanted to go to the hospital that is what would happen. He was ready to go in minutes.  Since we live an hour from the hospital, and the weather conditions were near blizzard like, I drove slowly. David started turning the heat off and on, playing with the radio,

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Tags: crash, dead people, fear, mental health, mental illness, paranoia, scared ·

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