I can hear yelling from the room farthest from me...Surprised nothing is being thrown....Scared yet calm at the same time I try and drown out the sound with the joyous music I shape my mind around..... It's werid, like nothing before. Nine years and it hasn't seemed this bad. A few weeks ago, acusations were made from one that was so far away. Scared she wasnt being faithful, not entirely over dramatic, but not entirely thought through. After nine and a half years have gone by and no problems have surfaced except the one about alcoholism. But that's nothing too big. We've been battling this for a few years now...Telling you how much it rips us apart and how much we hate seeing you sleep face first in a puddle of your own vomit...Nothing too big as to what it could be. As a child among two others. Idea's of abuse could form in a childs head. Hitting was involved but not in a dont-care-it-is-for-fun kind of way. more like a...."punishment".....someone does something bad and as a result you tell them no and give them a little tap and send them on their way. Growing up I realized that's all it was....Just a tap to show right from wrong....But as I was growing up I realized just like mama that your problem with beverages that mess up your brain along with your liver can cause more than just a one night of awkwardness and horrible memories..... I just hope one night you realize what its done to you and us and you'll never get these times back.......</3