Her parents never realized that after every meal Rachel would secretly go to the bathroom upstairs and throw up everything she had eaten. Her father would beat her up and treat her like trash and her mother would just stand there and not say a word because she was weak and always did as Rachel’s dad said. In her kindergarten class, Rachel treated all the other little girls with rudeness, anger, and jealousy towards anyone who was better than her. She often spent her days in the principal’s office because of her strong character and misbehaviors. Rachel grew up, went through her dating stage, and then finally met a wonderful man that she could not picture herself without; a caring, positive, supportive husband that goes by the name of Tim.
Marla: All I remember from my childhood is hearing my mother yelling through the walls that I shared with them, or seeing her with a black eye or broken arm and not being able to take care of me; while my father takes off for couple of days or a week. I cannot recall ever having a family dinner with my parents that was argument free and heard laughter. Clinician (Dardree): How was the relationship between your parents? Marla: The relationship between my parents was toxic, but my mother loved him a lot. Now that I’m older, I think about it and still cannot understand why she did.
This was often an all-day adventure. His mother punched him in the face causing him to have a bloody nose because he forgot what he was looking for. He would never find any of the items she sent him to look for. Dave knew he was safe if his father was at home until both of his parent's started drinking together for hours, often until everyone was in
My wife lost the baby right when I got to Iraq. I wasn’t able to hold her or spend any time with her to help her make it through the days because my life was waiting for me overseas. During the days the loud noises make me jump and get ready to take action. At night I am unable to sleep longer than a couple hours at a time. I fight with my wife not meaning to because I’m so used to yelling and constant stress.
Marlene worked in sales and Richard went off to the army, which their divorce shortly followed. Richard did not keep in contact and Marlene worked a lot leaving Luna and Mark as latch key children to raise themselves. Marlene, several years after her separation from Richard started to date a man named Ron and Luna (age 4) did not like him because she knew he was not her father. Ron on occasion would drink, smoke, have affairs, and was abusive verbally, emotionally, and physically to Marlene, and sometimes to Mark, and Luna. Luna grew up feeling that she did not belong to this family and that she was adopted.
Pat is also finding it hard to adjust to being in The home as up to a weeks ago she was living alone with carer’s Popping in a couple of times a day to assist her with her personal Needs .Pat is very depressed and doesn’t really understand why she is now in her home so is refuse’s to leave her room To mix with the other residents in the communal lounges she has Also Been choosing to eat her meals alone but often hides her left over’s food in napkins I was asked to be Pats key worker so the first thing I Did was try to take time to spend with Pat and her daughters when they visited in her room. I painting Her nails, did her hair and just talking about her past to try to Gain her confidence I also spoke about her Parkinson’s and reassured her that she had nothing to be embarrassed or worried about as everyone is here to support her and listen whenever she wants to talk. I also spent some meal times with her and we Ate meal together on occasions to help encourage her to eat a Little better. After about a week I was helping Pat to get ready in The morning and suggested she joined the other residents just For breakfast at first she said no but after some gentle persuasion She agrees. At breakfast I
Since he was born, they had decided he wasn’t going to stay at home, that he would just be at home. Even while he was living with his grandparents. When he had went St. Anthony’s he wasn’t old enough for him to go to school so he had stayed there with the other kids while his brother Meiyo had went. When he was living at the detention center they had registered him into high school but he didn’t know how to read or write. He was ashamed, embarrassed, and didn’t tell anyone and just failed all his classes.
They also teased my children at school. The shop-keepers did not want me in their stores. Every night I cried myself to sleep. My life is so hard. I am up at 4 AM every day to take care of my family.
Eating caused him so much pain that he absolutely refused to eat anything. This was one of the most frustrating things for my mother-in-law, because in her mind if he would just eat something he would feel better. She was now caring for him 24 hours a day. She struggled with many thoughts. In frequent conversations with her, she had often asked the questions what could the doctors do to make her father better, what could she do to make him eat, and how could this disease have taken hold on a man who had done all the right things.
He would stay with me after school to practice. He showed me plenty of tricks, but no matter what he taught me, it was useless. After a month, the coach gave me the most horrible news that someone had ever told me. I was out of the team. After this news I ran home and started crying, I wanted to be out of this world.