I have a wonderful, amazing mom. I love her to the moon and back. She has been abusing prescription medicine for a long time, probably since I was around 9 years old, but it may have started before and I never noticed. She takes all of the pills in 2 days. Keep in mind she gets 90 pills per prescription. All are muscle relaxers. We don't get along very well when she's "high". Her speech is slurred, her eyes are barely open and she stumbles when she walks. My mother has also developed a very touchy personality. You have to walk around egg shells to talk to her, because you never know how she's going to react. It's best for me to ignore her for the 2 weeks she pops pills since she has taken all of them and stays that way until it wears off. She's normal for maybe 2 weeks until she gets her meds refilled. Those 2 weeks fly by way too fast. When I was in school, she embarrassed me a lot. She would show up to school functions half of time high. Everyone knew it too. I didn't bring friends home too much because I didn't want to be more humiliated than I already was. I've had so many talks and arguments with her about this so many times I can't even count how many we've had. It seems like I was always wrong. Didn't matter what I said, I was wrong and she was right. We had a big fight a couple of weeks ago. I said how I felt about the pills are I was sick of it. I was yelling and just lost my patience with her. I didn't want to deal with it anymore. She didn't take it too well. She got angry and cried, picked up her stuff, went out the door and left. She told me not to follow her and she sped off. She had a nervous break down and made me feel like shit. I didn't talk to her for a few days. When I finally did, she told me how she felt about the whole fight. She said to quit bringing up her past and she said "I know you would pick another mom". Then she brought up how I fucked up in high school.I already knew this and she didn't bring it up until then. I had never been so angry with her in my entire life. We're okay now. I'm just waiting for the next prescription and start all over. I recently got married. I don't want my kids to around that crap like I had to. They deserve a mom, not a pill popper. I'm glad I have this website to vent and gather advice from supportive individuals. Sending love to all <3
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