One part of probably why I'm so effed up is my after bringing them back from somewhere blurts out "'all hells gonna break loose". I'm like don't say that. Obvious reasons they know exactly why they said it. They're planning to get drunk again. Yet they always say they don't mean to. Do you really think we enjoy you raging cussing at us calling us names then saying you don't remember? Yeah. Another page in my life. The worst part is they well all of it really. The yelling trashing us for no reason yet them saying they can't stand someone who gets EXACTLY like they do. The last times I was called a punk mother fucker and a pussy. Yet they play the no memory card. THAT DOESN'T VALIDATE YOUR BEHAVIOR.