Why isn't there one of these yet? Anyway... Holy Hell woman you ARE a sad sad alcoholic. You're ruining your life, my father's and now mine slowly. If I don't get out of your spiderweb trap I'll slowly wither with you, and stop crying... That's the fakest cry I've ever heard in my life. I really kind of want to bitch slap you right now even though you're my own mother. I hope you haven't ruined my career path for me not letting me go to clinicals tomorrow because of the gunman... but if you have... My God... I WILL put my foot down. I'm so f*cking tired of you being so overbearing with me. I don't know how to stop you either, because you ARE my mother. Gah. You shoved me into the medical field, what do you expect? You're going to run into things like this. Funny how you push me into this, then find out it's too much for YOU to handle and try pulling ME out. You didn't have to deal with a man pulling his gun out and feeling like YOUR life is in danger, yet you call ME selfish for wanting to go back to work tomorrow? AND act like YOU went through more than ME? Even though *I* went through it, not you? God, you are so confusing and so frustrating at the same time. You better be glad you're my mother.