Oh no that sounds terrible. Sounds like a dry drunk, one of the worse things to deal with.Mom craved anything sweet she could get her hands on. Then she would get mean. I mean she would get ready to kill mean. She drew her fist back on Robert once for no reason we could see and he sent me to my room because I was a mess then I heard him tell her, Go ahead and hit me but know when you do you are going to jail for abuse of a minor. It was bad here. I used to go out to my van to cry and she would follow me just to egg it on.
