Slap Energy Drink

Frequently Asked Questions

1. QUESTION:
   The cheapest energy drink you ever bought?
   SLAP Energy: [FAQ-QUESTION].98 USD.

   • ANSWER:
     Red energy or w/e it's called. about 24p. and like [FAQ-ANSWER].36 usd.

2. QUESTION:
   Energy drink commercial?
   Can anyone tell me what the brand name is of the energy shot commercial that there's a bald commentator and his opening line is "it cures diabetes, herpes, the clap... Drink it and frap! Problems solved". It's a parody of the "slap-chop" commercials.

   • ANSWER:
     Marty Lempkin Energy Blaster 3000
     

3. QUESTION:
   Should the WWE powers bring back X-pac to promote their new energy drink??
   And what if they had beer?? stone cold or sandman??
   or WWE socks?? mick foley or the MIZ??
   or what if they went AO, adults only and made porn??? would this mean Val Venis would be made into a star again instead of a lowely jobber???
   tables?? TNA would own tables because of the Team 3-D...
   HAIR GEL???? Duece and Domino??
   SKATES and Chewing gum??? CHERRY???
   the BLOOD BANK??? kevin thorn??
   Age Defying lotion??? TORRIE WILSON??
   THONGS??? bring back RIKISHI OR SLAP umaga in one???

   Basically, WHAT WOULD YOUR FAVORITE or un-favorite wrestler PROMOTE???

   • ANSWER:
     Carlito: Head and Shoulders

     Edge: Gillette (get it, razor, Edge?...yeah, that sucked)

     John Cena: IPOD

     Umaga: any type of food

     Vince McMahon: Du-Rags

4. QUESTION:
   Anyone know of a good supplement for energy late in the day or a mind stimulating activity for staying awake?
   I have a long, monotonous drive home from work and often find myself fighting to keep my eyes open while driving. Ive tried energy drinks, singing out loud, slapping myself in the face, stickin my head out the window - I still feel sleepy. But, as soon as I get home and out of the car, Im not tired. I think it is more mental than physical, like my brain is telling me to go to sleep. Anyone know of a supplement, activity, etc. that can keep me awake/occupy my mind on a long drive?

   • ANSWER:
     If your don't want to drink coffee or tea than a supplement like Bee Pollen can help. You could also try Royal Jelly which usually also contains ginseng. If you have any risk of diabetes ask your doctor about those first.

     You might also try different types of music, even something you would not normally enjoy might be just the thing to stimulate your mind. Something like this would probably be better than taking any substance because you do want to able to sleep when you get home.

     You might also consider an audio CD that teaches breathing techniques for staying awake.

5. QUESTION:
   I have the flu and have a game 7 tonight (hockey)?
   I am a first line defense man and missed game 6 cause i was on vacation. My team won to tie up the series. Unfortunately I caught a bug or something on my trip and have a game tonight. I have terrible muscle aches and am forcing myself to walk around the house. The only hockey-type activity I have done in the past half week was taking shots at a booth on the boardwalk on my vacation in which i got 4 out of 4 targets in 4 shots (all slapshots) and my slap shot clocked at 82. So maybe my sense is still there.

   My question is what should I eat or drink or do so I'm ready? Cause if i nap too much ill be too drowsy to play. If I'm too active I'll use the little strength that I have. I know I'm gonna drink an energy drink before the game so I can have the extra hop. I'll take any physical consequences after the game and the next day.
   Im not feeling stomach flu problems. Just more of muscle aches and a little sore throat. And the over the counter medication i got from CVS got me a little light headed.

   • ANSWER:
     I would drink tons and tons of vitamin C and water. Try and flush it out of your system. Eat something that will be gentle on your stomach like chicken noodle soup. I'm guessing you're a little queasy too? Also, if you can go buy these things called zinc tablets. They are really good at getting your immune system going again. Eat as much of those as the directions let you. And you definitely should be sleeping or atleast laying down and resting until your game. Maybe a couple hours before get up, take a shower to wake you up. It'll prolly make you feel a little better too. If you do drink an energy drink, try and get something that has a lot of vitamin C/other vitamins in it to naturally boost you. All the caffine and sugar in most energy drinks will just make you crash. Hope that's helpful.

6. QUESTION:
   Identify three playstation1 games that I can't remember? A funny alien one, and a creepy one.?
   Okay the first one was about aliens, you were an alien and there were many just like you and you were trying to save them from being made into pop, or an energy drink or something. And you could walk around and fart on other aliens and they'd slap you and stuff? (Haha, funny game..) And then there was the other one where you were a kid, and it started out with a cutscene of you and your dog, and your dog got taken away or something. And you go after him and end up in this dark world, and there are creatures in the shadows and stuff and you have some invention you use to kill them or zap them or suck them up or something. And the last one you're a zombie guy that was revived or something and you leave your crypt and your trying to get somewhere and there are other zombies running around that attack you?

   lol thanks for the help.. I can't believe I can't remember these, they were the best.

   • ANSWER:
     The one with the dog is called Heart Of Darkness. The other two have been answered.

7. QUESTION:
   staying awake throughout the day?
   how do you keep yourself awake during schoolif your always tired?
   without slapping water in your face, energy drinks, and coffee
   And you got a good nights sleep!!!

   • ANSWER:
     Try drinking more water. And also eating foods high in protein such as nuts. Those always help.

8. QUESTION:
   my best friends boyfriend- i like him... WHAT DO I DO?
   My best friend has probably bout 3 boyfriends... at the same time. ((((i see her texting, i love you to all of them and calling them bby boy and other things like that, she has cheated before but when i told the guys she got soo mad and shes like my sis)))) I only personally know one of them , his name is 'fred'. Well about 3 nights ago we snuck out and rode around with him. He bought us both taco bell and we went to walmart. now 'Katy' has gone out with 'fred' before. it ended up badly and 'fred' and me became like brother and sister. I dont think 'katy' even really likes 'fred' he was in a wreck a couple days ago, he was fine, but he wudnt txt us because he was talking to the cops about what happened. katy "cried" her eyes out or thats what she told him. she did "cry" but it really was more of a fake cry. i was more worried than her.. he says he loves her so much. she says she loves him but always crosses her fingers when she says this. she says" she couldnt trust herself loving someone, her hearts been broken to many times before, but she thinks fred could be THE ONE" of course shes said that about all the other guys shes ever dated. heres the priblem: i think i like fred... probably more than katy. I know theyll break up soon so what could i do to win him and stay friends with her. hes about 4 yrs older than BOTH of us. but i dont think he minds. he treats me like his sister. Katy says thats only because im her best friend. but even when they stopped dating we still talked. so basically i need your opinion on what to do....
   .

   i dont even know if he likes me... how could i tell if he does or not? i definetly do NOT want to ask him. are there any signs? for example: he puts up with ANYTHING that i do. i was hyper and he didnt care. at wal mart he walked right beside me and let katy do whatever she liked. he bought me a pina colada frutista freeze at taco bell. i was probably the 2nd person he let know he was okay, after telling katy 1st of course. he let me ride in his car. he jokinly picked me up and pretended to throw me into the lake. (he got slapped for that) bought me a 5 hour energy drink KNOWING i would be completely crazy. cleaned up the mess in the back seat without one complaint( i made a mess!!!!!

   also i think one of the reasons katy is goin out with fred is because of me. idk how to explain it but i practically begged her to go out with him becuz the othr dude just seemed crazy and id rather just be sad than have her with a crazy bf.

   if you want to ask me questions or give me in depth advice EMAIL ME AT

   ceakar4evr@gmail.com

   • ANSWER:
     i would sneak out with him, just him and you,
     tell him you have something important to say. after hanging out with him all night tell him what she does and says, (personally it ticked me off!) and tell him you care to much about him for her to be doing this any longer. that should get his attention if he ask about the caring part
     tell him you like him, more than a brother (if you guys have ever talked about being brother and sister or whatever) tell him how he makesyou feel. i hope i helped!

9. QUESTION:
   Help, i keep falling asleep with little warning?
   Lately Ive found myself falling asleep all the time, mainly in the afternoon, but sometimes after i've only been awake a few hours. The prob is it comes on SO suddenly, within minutes im asleep, i literally am overcome by tiredness and cannot keep my eyes open. I sleep well, 8hours a night normally but this is happening at work, when im out, when im driving too...which worries me i have to pull over n get food n drink n slap myself. its physically imposs 2 open my eyes more than a slight bit.

   Also i am so exhausted i cant actually move my body, its like if my bed was on fire i dont feel i even would have enough energy to get out of it, i cant move. i was tested before for diabities, thyroid gland etc, with no results. any ideas? its actually upsetting me as i work from home and keep losing money.

   • ANSWER:
     That must be a complete nightmare! Keep on at your doctor until you get it diagnosed and get some help.

10. QUESTION:
    How does one stay awake?
    I know I get enough sleep. About 7-8 hours every night, more or less on weekends. But at school, right after lunch, I get a "food coma", so I just want to crash. Especially because my teacher lectures the first 40-50 minutes. And in the next hour, which is history, I sometimes DO crash. We'll be reading out of a book and I'm sitting up with my head up, but I fall asleep. I got in trouble twice because of that. I fight it as hard as I can, but I'm out!!

    NO ENERGY DRINKS!! So, how can I stay awake? A good slap to the face?

    Just kidding, I really want serious answers.

    • ANSWER:
      it depends on what you eat, too.
      talk to your doctor if and when ur eating habits improve and your sleeping problem doesn't.

11. QUESTION:
    Have you ever not knowingly eaten something not veg, then later learned it wasn't?
    So I used to have this weird energy drink addiction, even though I knew it was bad for me,, so I stopped drinking them. Yesterday my friend gave me some in a cup, and told me it was just grape soda. So I drank it and said it tasted really sweet and she said it's just probably cuz I'm used to drinking diet sodas. I kept sipping it and I didn't really have that much but I could tell I had a stomach ache so I slapped her (like a friend does lol) and said "this is totally an energy drink! what kind..?" and she shows me the can and right on it, it says Ginseng and Taurine. I gagged. taurine?? why would you put that in a drink! Why is it even necessary, that's just gross! Well I'm a vegan so I started getting kinda bothered and I was also getting sick from it anyways before. Plus, the ingredient itself makes me grossed out. I've been sick all day,, anyways, vegetarians and vegans, has this ever happened, where something like meat or dairy was in something you consumed and you were told (or thought) it was veg? How'd you react and how did you feel?
    uh, it was grape and bubbly. i rarely even drink soda and like it says, when i do its diet. ha it actually was like soda in a way

    • ANSWER:
      Hi... I'm confused because I thought Taurine was just a mineral. All I knew about it was cats have to have it in their diets. Hm!...
      Anyway as a vegetarian I ate many fast food and restaurant fries before I woke up and realized they are fried in the same oil they use to fry the meat containing foods in. My family tries to trick me all the time. My grandpa made homemade bread last month and blatantly lied to me about it not having any lard in it. Gullibly I believed him until the next day my mom tells me he was lying to me. but that's not the worst of it. My dad lied to me for 3 years about his soup having only soybean oil in it. The "soybean oil" is real butter. >:/
      I should be mad, but I'm really not all that mad, just thankful I found out.

12. QUESTION:
    dream meaning?(its kinda long but really important.)?
    my boyfriend dreamed this and were trying to figure out what it could mean.

    i dreamed that you, my mom, my sister, and me went somewhere then were going to go somewhere else well on the way there we stopped at kroger. you were like i have to use the bathroom. then we stoped at that store that we stopped at last night to get more energy drinks. you didn't have enough money to buy two so we asked someone if they had two dollars. they didn't so we went out side the store. i was like wait here im going to go ask my mom if she has any money. she didn't but when i came back to get you. you were smoking a cigarette. i smacked the cigarette out of you hand slapped you in the face and told that it was over and that i was breaking up with you. then we went to that mall. and you kept thinking that i was joking about breaking up with you and almost everytime i looked at you i slapped you. well my mom saw me slap you and was like logan. then she acted like she was going to slap me. i was like go ahead slap me you you'd slap her to if you knew what she was doing. my mom was like what is she doing. i just sat there and wasn't going to tell her. then you were like i've been smoking cigarettes but only when im alone and can get away with it. like when i went to use the bathroom at kroger. but logan caught me at the store. then still everytime i saw you i would slap you. well my mom and hannah kept on walking and i stopped to wait up for you and then you started talking to some guy. well i started to walk towards you and you and the guy would walk away. so then i would stop. and you would stop. then i would walk the other way towards my mom and you would. i would stop and you would. i would start to walk towards you again and you would walk the other way. finally i was like. whatever i give up. so then i walked on and you followed. from a distance. well a light in the mall had shattered and fell the the floor. i was like a HUGE ceiling light. well i had to get on the other side of it but i didn't have shoes on. but i walked on it anyways. and got all kinds of glass in my feet. my feet were bleeding and all kinds of shit. you weren't even sorry for me. then the dream went into something different were i was like lost in the woods and it was dark. something evil was on its way. so me and some other people had to get out of the woods. but then i put cardboard on my feet and walked back over the glass.

    then i woke up

    helppp!

    • ANSWER:
      maybe something you seen in the day or week before triggered it

13. QUESTION:
    What to do. I farted while proposing.?
    I took my girlfriend of 2 years to a nice restaurant by the beach and we ate out this outdoor patio which is in a grassy park that overlooks the ocean. I thought it was romantic enough and the timing seemed right. I had just received a promotion at my job and she had recently graduated college with her masters in business.

    I had the chef serve the wedding ring under a lid in a pot and when she opened it the ring was laying on a blueish/purple napkin. She smiled real big. I got on my knee and my knee landed in dog poop and a fly flew in my face, I slapped at it and accidently knocked a glass of wine on myself and tried to catch it but ended up bringing the whole table on top of me and I farted as the meal and everything came on top of me and the dog poop was all over me and she was just staring at me and everyone was just staring and some little boy started laughing hysterically and I was so embaressed I ran out with dog poop all over me while I was farting for some reason I don't know why but I was FARTING probably from being nervous and I ran and accidently got poo on people and I had to go through the restaraunt and all these people were looking at me like I was crazy as poop was falling off of me smelling horribly as I made my way. then I had to wait for the vallet guy and I figured, forget the ring I dont even care anymore and the vallet guy came and I had to get in my brand new car with dog poop on me and it ruined my interior.

    When I got home I drank myself to sleep in the bathtub and woke up with vomit all over me. She hasn't called and I'm drinking an energy drink right now to shake off the hang over and I called in sick from work at my new promotion. I can still smell the dog poop and my farting and everything and I dont know. What do I DO?
    This is not a joke. I wish it were.
    I obviously took a shower by now. And I'm not overreacting I owe 14k on that ring and the car I destroyed I only purchased 4 months ago and I highly doubt my insurance is going to cover my poop accident so I don't think I am overreacting given this was supposed to be my proposal. And it was outside which I thought I made clear and I am not joking. I simply am trying to express my humiliation.
    IT IS AN OUTDOOR RESTARAUNT !!! Why can't people read

    • ANSWER:
      What do you do? You come up with a better story. This one isn't plausible.

      Dog poop in a nice restaurant? Really? Even if it was outside, there would be restrictions on having animals there. Health codes still need to be observed.

14. QUESTION:
    how to stop being tired at school?
    hi I'm a middle school student (so please don't suggest 5 hour energy or anything like that) and wake up around 5:30 a.m for school. if i don't wake up at 5, i will end up waking up at around 3:00 a.m and never getting back to sleep. many people have called me an insomniac but, since none of those people are my doctor or parents, i don't believe them. it can be a possibility but i still think it's not true. at school i fall asleep in class. if I'm not asleep in class, i end up blankly starring at something and focusing on the one thing for a long time. in other words (i fall asleep with my eyes open a lot). i just want to stop being tired. i go to bed around 8:30 p.m so i don't see a problem with my sleeping...besides not being able to sleep various amounts of times. sometimes i can have 11 hours of sleep and still be exhausted. any solutions on how to stop being so tired, why i can't get to sleep a lot, things like that?
    BTW:
    I've tried coffee
    slapping myself with a rubber band on my wrist when i try going to sleep in class
    sugar
    one time i tried an energy drink (which didn't even work)
    no, i don't have bad thoughts/night terrors keeping me up at night.

    • ANSWER:
      It sounds like insomnia to me. Even if you get a night or two of good rest, your body is still not fully energized because of all the nights you missed. Talk to your parents about how exhausted you feel all the time. You don't necissarily need sleep medication, they can get you melatonin supplements at a pharmacy without a prescription.

15. QUESTION:
    I need advice on how to make peace with my roommate/friend who I am at odds with? Please read?
    I need advice on how to smooth things over with my roommate/friend who I kinda started mess with without thinking. My name is Jake and I am 19 yrs old and my roommate's name is Brian and he is also 19 yrs old. Saturday I brought a Rockstar energy drink and put it in the fridge to really get cold. Brian drubk it thinking it was ok since we always share things anyway, but I wasn't thinking and called him a stupid b, a m f, and f you. I truly wasn't thinking, and had never done anything like that towards him, boy was he mad. He turned bright red and left our apartment. So two hours later when he got back I tried apologzing to him to smooth things over, but he blew me off, he walked to go to his room, but i grabbed his arm to stop him to talk but he slapped me in the face and was breathing hard, he wanted my blood I think, he was just so angry. I have tried making meals, calling, leaving voice mails, letters, even talking but he hates me and it hurts me. He is a very nice guy.

    • ANSWER:
      What a Bit ch

16. QUESTION:
    Ws I abused by my "mother"?
    I used to be made to do running. I was made to gain weight so I would be "stronger" and force fed glucose drinks and energy tablets. was rarely good enough and was punished for it. My mother would either ignore me completely or scream at me and push me and punch/ slap me. She would degrade me and refer to me as "the loser" and make me repeat "I am a loser". She once bought a table and chairs on the way home from a race just so there wouldn't be enough room for me in the car and I was really unfomortable and without all the way home. She would also pretend to drive off without me and threaten to kick me out.

    I was 12/13/14 when this was happening, would you say it's child abuse?
    She would also say she was embaraased by me and wishes I wasn't her daughter. What do you mean by... If I have to ask I already know the answer?

    • ANSWER:

17. QUESTION:
    I'm either going to call DCFS, Fight, or Runaway(which one)?
    My bitter ass mom keeps me in the house EVERY summer and then ever since i could tie my shoes this bitch has been threatening me when she had problems. Yesterday she called me lazy and said i never wanted to do anything so i said " NO actually i try to go to places every day your the lazy one" and she said your calling me lazy? and i said " Naww im calling you energetic because it takes a lot of energy to call me from my prison cell of a room to the living room to turn on the light for you (she does that) and she threatened me. that was the first time i've said something like that to that bitch but i lost it. Today about 5min. ago she accused me of using 7 cups a day and i said how is that possible we dont have anything to drink then she threatened that one day she was going to slap me or punch me and not stop. Im sure i can whoop her ass but still do i call DCFS, Fight her or Runaway. She has hit me but it doesnt even affect me now

    • ANSWER:
      Well, hello there:)
      just TALK to her about it in a non aggresive way. She is ur mum and she will always love you xxx
      tell her whatever u feel and even if she doesnt answer to you.; im sure she'l alwqays think about what u said and shelll think abnout it

18. QUESTION:
    EASY 10 points PLEASE HELP?
    My bitter *** mom keeps me in the house EVERY summer and then ever since i could tie my shoes this ***** has been threatening me when she had problems. Yesterday she called me lazy and said i never wanted to do anything so i said " NO actually i try to go to places every day your the lazy one" and she said your calling me lazy? and i said " Naww im calling you energetic because it takes a lot of energy to call me from my prison cell of a room to the living room to turn on the light for you (she does that) and she threatened me. that was the first time i've said something like that to that ***** but i lost it. Today about 5min. ago she accused me of using 7 cups a day and i said how is that possible we dont have anything to drink then she threatened that one day she was going to slap me or punch me and not stop. Im sure i can whoop her *** but still do i call DCFS, Fight her or Runaway. She has hit me but it doesnt even affect me now

    • ANSWER:
      call her a crazy bitch or call the police because i think that shes abusing you from a sort of a drug addiction or maybe something even worse

      somewhere theres something that makes her mad so she takes it out on you

19. QUESTION:
    My annoying cousin scared of a 4month dog? (GreaT STORY)?
    My cousin who came to visit for the holidays, (hes in 1st grade) is scared of a little bichon/poodle puppy, whos only 4months!!!

    in Night time when he was watching TV, He started screaming just because the dog was licking him. It took us long to go downstairs and see what was going on since we were sleeping. He then said... "I Could of died, what took you idiots so long!" With a little spoiled voice, and he pronounce the words very wrong.

    2 days after, in the morning he was sitting down at the chair bugging the dog, like taking his toys and throwing them far away. Mocha, my dog, doesnt like being annoyed. He goes up on the chair and starts licking/soft biting him. It does not hurt at all, my baby brother witness that, and he thought that it tickles. My cousin then starts to cry, then slaps the dog making the dog scream. And thats when i got angry, i went up to my cousin and slap him in the face. (I knew it was wrong, but he had it coming) My cousin only cried louder, and thats when my parents came. They put Mocha in the cage for the first time ever! They made my cousin go to sleep, and me, i had to clean the kitchen. So everything ends??? No it does not.

    Mocha doesnt deserve to be in the cage, Mocha was acting good until my cousin came, he even bit us once in awhile (Me,My baby brother, and my older brother, and my parents), but it wasnt bad enough to put him in the Cage, because he would always make up for it. Like clean the split that my baby brother drop. (How does he clean it? By eating it ofcourse!) And he is obviously a fast learner, He knows Sit and stay and fetch so perfectly, that i dont even have to give him a treat anymore! But its not Mocha's fault that he bites, he is teething, his little cute teeth is still growing, and it hurts him, so he will bite anything.

    Now back to my annoying Cousin. I wake up at exactly 1:00AM, to get a drink. When i went to my kitchen, I see my cousin with a broken PSP,(which is my older brother's thing he uses when he is bored) and my Ipod Touch (Soo better then Iphone, just jking). I obviously asked him questions, like why is the psp broken, why do you have my Ipod. Thats when i called my parents, before they came i ask him the same thing 3 times or 4. He finally says "Revange" in a kinda whispery squeaky voice. Thats when my parents came, and my old bro, (my young bro is fast a sleep) They know that he broke the PSp. all they said was "Go back to bed, i'll deal with you later" When i walk past the basment door,(thats where Mocha sleeps) i dont hear him chewing on his bone, like he does at 1ish-to-2am. Of course i went to go check on him, and hes gone, with the lights on. (Mocha doesnt like the lights, which is fine by me, save energy!!) I was worry, i checked everywhere for the past 30mins. Everyone in my family tried to find him, (expect for my cousin) Thats when i finally hear barking in the Washing/Drying Machine. I opened it, and i saw Mocha looking very sad, and barking. I knew My cousin did this, because he was angry at the dog last time. My parents slap him in the head but not very hard though like they did to me when i was his age. (Maybe because thats not there son)

    So my bro's PSP Broken, we have to bring Mocha to the vet JUST to check if he is good, and stuff.

    And i guess today, he wanted more revange since, he grabbed a plate without my parents looking in the kitchen, and threw it on the ground, trying to blame me. But he had no luck, since my Dad,YoungBro, and Oldbro saw. He then got a great spanking,

    what should i do with him?

    • ANSWER:
      Don't let your dog into the habit of "licking/soft biting" anyone ever. Dogs aren't people, and they do not think the way you see her thinking. To him, if he learns that he can get away with mouthing at people, he will learn to use that whenever he needs to get his way or your attention, and this isn't safe if you have a young brother especially. Direct teething to toys, never people.

      A crate is not something the dog hates because it feels like a punishment. A crate is a good thing for a dog to have, it is a place that is entirely the dog's property, and she should go in there any time she needs to calm down for her own benefit. It is NOT a way to punish her. Dogs should ENJOY crate time because they feel safe.

      Slapping your cousin on the head and spanking will not teach him anything. Someone needs to teach him patiently about the importance of respecting animals. And not just because that's what he's supposed to do, because animals are helpless and do not think like people or understad revenge.

      It's the holidays. Stop being so melodramatic, and get your family closer together. Be nicer to your little cousin, he doesn't know any better so kindly teach him.

20. QUESTION:
    I dont understand whats happening to my head - depression or something else? ):?
    okay so im 16 and slap bang in the middle of my gcses, so when i try and talk about this with mum and dad they just say that its exam-tension, but it isnt, because my exams are the least of my concerns currently.
    Ever since i was about 12 ive always been a 'miserable' person, seeing and feeling the negatives in all situations, even when working hard at commenting on the positives. Ive all my life had anxiety issues with new situations, meeting new people, crowds of people, and being judged by people, and its still a bit of a problem to me.
    Recently, (that is to say over the last six months or so) everything seems to have taken a turn for the worse emotionally. I have completely removed myself from my friends, just totally isolated myself both in and out of school, because when people talk to me i cant find the energy to enthuse or respond - im not being arrogant, it just really wears me out holding a conversation.
    This lack of interest, or energy is reflected back home. I cant motivate myself to revise for my gcses, or do my coursework, or even tidy up. I just get in and lock myself in my room and do, well pretty much nothing with my life. I drink vodka, quite a lot of it. Im not purposefully being like this - all i want is to be clear minded and get on with life but i just cant do it.
    I break down in tears most nights (in private) and self harm. I do this because its a release, and calms me down more so than crying does.
    When i try and put into words how my head feels, i cant explain it. I just feel like im stuck in this place, with no motivation, and feeling like i have the weight of the world on my shoulders (even though in actual fact i dont).
    As a younger teenager i lied a lot, not for attention, but to justify how unhappy i always felt by craeting scenario's that would cause me to feel the way i do, to stop myself feeling guilty for always being so 'depressing' to be around, but this has lead to further guilt for lying to the poeple who care about me.
    I also have recently been diagnosed with a lifelong stomach problem. Nothing that can kill me, but osomething that gives me tummy ache all day every day, which is also slowly wearing me out.
    What is the matter with me? Why do i feel this way? My mum has had clinical depression throughout her life so im anxious about mentioning it to her incase she thinks im attention seeking.

    Please dont tell me its just hormones, because i know that this is something worse. I wake up in the night screaming from bad nightmares, im constantly shaking, and i have detatched myself from everything i love.
    Answers please
    ]':
    thank you for your time. x
    Ive never been abused or attacked, which makes me angry at myself for being like this with no good reason. Ive always been very lonely, and have had watched my mum suffer from both depression and physcotic depression, and anorexia - dont know if thats of any help at all

    • ANSWER:
      Cutting yourself is not the answer, hun. I've been through this, and I suggest you tell your parents. I know this is a very personal question, but have you ever been abused/attacked? And it's ok, I'm happy to help x

      This is my second answer - if you're close to your mum, then you could feel guilty, even though I'm sure this is not your fault. If your mother has been through this, then she should understand, but if she doesn't then seek out a place called CAMHS. They can help you as much as possible, http://www.centrallancashirecamhs.com/faqs.htm. If you need someone to talk to that's been through the same thing, then you can add me on Facebook? I don't go on a lot but if it would help you stop cutting yourself and feel better then it's worth a shot x

21. QUESTION:
    My mom continues to play favorite with my brother?
    What should I do? A couple of months ago me and my brother got into a fight. He owed me some money and I politely asked for it back. My brother owed me fifteen dollars and he just got his haircut which costs fifteen dollars. He said he didn't have it. I went into my bed and a few minutes later he came in and punched me in my eye while I wasn't even alert. We started fighting and my mom couldn't break up the fight so she called the police and the police lied to me and said I was going to see an eye doctor(I had a black eye) but the ended up taking me to a mental institution in hand cuffs. The mental institution was filled with crazy people. People who wanted to kill themselves, teenagers who had stds, people who masterbated all day. people who saw ghosts, people who got angry over the littlest things. I was mad while I was in their but I keep my cool. All of the consulars remarked that they felt I shouldn't have been in their because I didn't have half of the problems the other people had. I stayed in their for 3 weeks and two days out of the three weeks my mom came in to talk to me and the consular. I got discharged but the doctors put me on medication which was supposed to help solve my anger problems. All the medication does is drain me of energy and make me feel sleepy. Well one of the issues I brought up during the consoling session was my mom's favoritism towards my brother which she denied. In the end I said I would work on my "anger" problem and that she would work on treating me and my brother equally.

    Since I've gotten back several incidences have occurred which indicate she hasn't changed anything. My brother was mad I forgot to put the top on the deodorant and he started screaming and cursing and me and he threatened to hit me. My mom was sleep but she was woken up by my brother's rambling. She immediately started"discipling" me and I got mad because I didn't do anything wrong. My brother was the one screaming not me. She sent me to my room for the rest of the day and said I couldn't use the computer for the rest of the day. I explained that it was my brother screaming not me and she just ignored me.

    Now today, my brother asked my mom if his gf could come over. I asked her what time she was going to come aver because I didn't want to be in the house in my boxers when she came over and he was all like" B*tch don't worry about what F'uck"en time" she comes over. My mom heard this but all she said was "honey, dont talk to your brother again like that" which equated to a slap on the wrist. I was like is that all your going to do mom and she got mad at me and keep talking about how I don't decide how to punish my brother.

    Well my brother just recently got got charges pressed on him for beating up some guy at school. He broke his nose on everything. My brother was mad the kid accidencely stepped on his shoes. WTF, that's like the dumbest thing to get mad over. Anyways, I learned he was being charged with simple assault and I told my mother this is Karma for when she put me in a mental instition. My mother got mad at me Well I asked her for two dollars so I could buy something to drink from the corner store because I was about to go out and play basketball and she said no because she didn't like what I said. She said I should apologize to my brother. Because he is going through a tough time and he needs family support. When I was locked up in a mental instition he didn't give me any support. He apologized for hitting me but it was only because my dad told him to apologize. Anyways, I dont like the fact that I have to take this energy draining medication all because I was involved in a fight with my BROTHER in which he through the first punch. My brother has charges pressed against him for beating someone up and he isn't on any time of medication. Seriously this medication makes me feel week. Should I stop taking it until my brother takes it? What can I do about my mom's favoritism?
    im 15 my brother is 17

    • ANSWER:
      I would try to pretend to take it just so your mom dosn't get all worked up. Try talking to your mom about why she thought you needed to be locked up in the mental institution. Talk to your brother too. It may seem hard but you should try to establish a good relationship with both of them.

22. QUESTION:
    what should i do in this situation with my mom? please help!?
    i love my mom, but like lots of girls' know, mom's can be big biatches. my mom got REALLY mad at my today because first off she's mad because i'm going to public high school next year and she really doesn't want me to so she has a bad taste in her mouth because of that. then i was in a really stressed out situation with all these people in our car being loud and i was like stressed and then my little brother spilled his drink everywhere and i was like "tommy! gosh, you suck at life!" sarcastically cause me and my friends say it as a joke to each other all the time so it just came out and i didn't think about who i was saying it to or the effect it may have on them. well my mom let it rip at me about how inapropriate it was of me to say that to him which it obviously was but i was quiet and thought about it and said an nice apology to her and stuff and she just goes "you have no credibility with me." and slams the car door and storms in the house. she said how its because i think i'm cool cause i'm going to public high school next year and so when i get with those people i slip. she said this is why she doesnt want me there next year, cause i bring home "negative energy".i have been known to say things i shouldnt when i'm all riled up and excited, but this was just because i was stressed out and him spilling his drink all over was the cherry on top. i feel really bad but she just is taking her rage out on me because she doesn't like the fact of where i'm going next year. my dad agrees with me on this but when i tell my mom "please stop blaming everything i do on the fact of where i'm going to school next year." she just freaks out and tells me all these reasons why i'm bad and why i shouldnt go but really, if i would have done that and i was going to christian school like did this year she would have not gotten as freaked out and yelled at me much less. she told me she wanted to slap me and that she wants me to feel physical pain for this...scary much? she doesnt have the balls to ever hit me but thats a threat and it obviously puts me in a bad situation. my dad works all day and my mom isn't letting me go out as much now cause she wants a "tighter reign" on me or something. i'm just glad i'm leaving for camp on monday, what a blessing. what do you think?

    • ANSWER:
      Wow, well you do have a point. I always seem to have this problem with my mom. It just means they are stressed... and a thing to know about moms is that they will PUT ON AN ACT..just to get what they want...it seems to me that she wants you in this "bubble" where no one can harm you. Newsflash, the world is not like a christian school. You need to know how to deal with the outside world as soon as possible, that way you know what to do and how to defend yourself once the time comes. Especially at college...there is going to be SO MUCH LIBERTY. So the earlier the better, you don't want to be a vulnerable innocent victim out there...another thing is that the exposure to all this really helps you mature, depending on how you take it all in. Good luck, there will be more tension, but try to prove her wrong by excelling at everything you do

23. QUESTION:
    here's my poems, check?
    Alcohol

    The drink that evolves me to anti-cultivation,
    Turning me into the beast that I attempt to overcome.
    It’s strength crushes me into crumbling powder,
    As I surrender into submission of my love.
    Flavours of the deep denial and depression,
    Forcing control of my mind and soul,
    Leaving me to wither in a motionless pain.
    It hurts and harms me, abusive addiction
    Of an ill-mannered yet lifeless being of power.
    The way it commands me, do this, do that,
    Its words of money and beauty are hypnotic,
    Taking me into a big scam of control,
    The only way I can subdue it, is to let it win.
    It’s ruining me; I can’t let it kill me slowly,
    Yet it’s the only way I can survive,
    It is the thin line to living my life.

    Domestic Abuse

    Crash down blows of a hard heavy fist,
    The loud slap of an open faced hand,
    Bruises shower my face of disgrace.
    He says I’m dirt, not allowed friends,
    I must obey him, not allowed out.
    No contact with people, just pain,
    I wonder if he’ll ever chain me up again.
    Would he consider just letting me go?
    I’m sure his answer is a definite no.
    Getting thrown against the brick wall,
    I’m weak, small, no match, he’s strong and tall.
    He calls me a waste of human space,
    Calls me names that I shan’t repeat,
    Beats me till I’m purple and blue,
    I live in a cold, dark basement alone,
    No light, no food, no energy to moan.
    His repulsive stench of fags and beer,
    It makes me gag, I don’t want him near.
    He will never let me be, no not ever,
    I remember when we were happy together.
    Romantic nights down by the beach,
    We were intimated and inseparable,
    Now all he does is drink, it’s unbearable!
    I can’t run away, I can’t fight back,
    I have no strength, I visibly lack.
    He will just submissively control me,
    But I will, someday break free from his reign.

    Cleo

    To my honey, my lovely,
    Cleo, Cleo patra, my ally atcher.
    It has made my life corrupt,
    Now that you have departed, gone.
    I see this world wretchedly twist,
    As you evaporate into a fine mist.
    Your face of dejection fills my mind,
    I know your predilections; I know your kind,
    Your meek and feeble bones,
    They have supported you through life,
    And now you have demised to heavens gates,
    a new, contemporary chronicle awaits.
    I knew you as a baby, a kitten,
    All the way up to the frail old days,
    So as you leave my now empty wings,
    I’m honoured to accompany you to gods.
    Cleo, Cleo patra, my ally atcher.

    Love you

    When I see you I’m embraced by warmth,
    The Intimate times we’ve shared together,
    Are ones that shan’t ever be forgotten.
    I will love you forever and always,
    The times spent under doorways,
    Hate those days when we fight,
    And I love it when we hug all night.
    I’m glad to have you by my side,
    There to guide me through this light.
    The way you tease me with your antics,
    How you grasp me with your tactics.
    You are my whole piece and only,
    Comforting my when I’m lonely,
    Cheering me up when I am blue.
    I’m afraid I wouldn’t survive with out you,
    Committed to you, can’t leave your side,
    I know if I have secrets there’s no need to hide.
    Baby, love everything about you,
    I could never handle saying good bye.

    rate? sorry its long.

    • ANSWER:
      I love them. I could feel the power anger and despair in the first two bringing me to tears and then you show us love and light and the opposite end of the spectrum. Bravo keep writing and especially sharing! )

24. QUESTION:
    This Is How My Day Goes. Is It Normal?
    This article is very ugly, and needs the one that sung to growl to be born framework luggage of the pregnant hope, rotating to the poor ash for the to strike to kick buttocks, and tip counts is not hungry or thirsty to the east time! Cake of caught, man of iron. Yesterday, I heard the tin plating siren. I fallen down the hill, and eaten a tire, and I done not be able to awaken in the winter! Wanting to greet for stone-crazy moss facing the forth-west wind, it can neither be fervently doped-down, nor turned-up. Why feed the animal crackers when you can saddle-out this foolish evolutionism. Don't try to encrypt this message, because pigs never fly in the Río Grande on Fridays. Also, pigs only fly if they contradict the movement of extraterrestrial frontal systems. The smell of a shrunken calculator is kin to the smell that makes dogs want to speak Chinese. This, and the sentence 491 characters after is the only sentence in this article that makes sense. I suggest that you avoid reading any other cough syrup-covered pancakes, or else you will wake up on a bus in Australia in the down-under, outback wilderness. Crikey mate! You ripper! Driving the bus will be a drunk crocodile smoking crack. A Kung-Fu alligator will accompany you and slap the taste out of your South of the Border Mexican dish, replacing it with a gourmet Asian Kung-Pao noodle dish, extra lobster, and a few chocolate candies sprinkling from the sky, as a result of fluctuating stupidity, making less sense as eyes pass. Can the smartest of pundits be stupid fool trying to prove evolution, true retardation comes when you willingly denounce the possibility of a divine creator, or is a willing ignoramus against Christianity; the deceased heathen is instantly feasted inward by hungry serpents in Hell for eternity, unless it repents of its sin and receive divine mercy. If you don't repent, you will pass up the most important decision of your life. Most of the rest of this crap is hocus pocus. Why don't you keep reading? There is no use in shaving your head, because leaving a few dollars on the ankle bracelet won't keep the crack-head bed bugs away. Why don't people realize that Broken English isn't the primary language, Heartlessnish is, unless you're broken-hearted. If you come across a bullfrog, pick up a twig and read the fine print. That's the #1 golden Yule log of tree-loss. I suggest you apply the ointment of hors d'oeuvre, filet mignon, cordon bleu, etc. before snacking on a Russian midget. Just run away from home. No one cares about being tied to a virtual massage table by a computer virus that's not out of control, it's in control. Why waste your energy on understanding the metaphysics of microeconomic boil-under. Don't try to wrap your brain around this puny, senile, one-cell crap. It'll never have the mental capacity to be contained in a saran wrap from la-la land. You'll have to kill off some time to make the best of yesterday's today. Or is it the day before today's tomorrow? If you dare ride the largest roller coaster, you will fly from oblivion, and end up in paradoxical bliss. When you ignore signs, then black, ghetto, gangsta hood-rat aliens will rob your liquor store and want mo' money in the bag than they can ever desire, but they won't be holdin' up gats or glocks homey, they'll have gas monkeys with cosmic rays of home-grown tomato-sauce and delicious gold coins made especially for the King of Martians. THIS - IS - MARTAAAAAAAAA! Not Sparta. Don't get the name confused, cause we've never dragged a guilt-meter full of piss down the yellow brick load of gold-plated laughing gas. Russian midgets love blue grass and hates peacefully violent situations. Don't go figure, THEY MUST BRAKE YOU. The pride of a suicidal person will cause electrically-vague behavior in that person. In other words, don't think too hard about their actions, because used paper plates are not a Christmas gift from Santa Claus. Migraines are so painful unless you are confused about your future. The only thing sexy about a leaf is that soft feathers will cut through butter on holidays. You can't decipher the charisma of an aardvark, because your charisma will never be the same. That's probably why we all need to check our clocks and clean the surface of the sea with a cherry flavored soldering iron. It's the only way we'll make sense of senselessness. Fear of the quickening of mildew won't erase the torrential arches that's glued to construction paper in Africa. You'll have to learn Swahili and live in a house of cards for the rest of your life! Oh no muthafuka! Let's just consider green bread as a balanced diet with frozen maraschino olives. After you've eaten the junk, you won't end up in an emergency room, but you'll jet to an airport with cranky airplanes and bad attitudes. Ho

    • ANSWER:
      Sure what kindred aircraft carrier cigarette, to was left! Also black in the bottom round supermarket highway flare. Bull legged women gain no yardage if secular hype is called for, last place fertilizer on the porch of the moon but back in the aisle-way!

25. QUESTION:
    Can you give me some pointers on my text? (it's not long)?
    Hi! I'm writing a story for school right now, and there's a part that I found "flat". Are there any sentences that are weird? I'm grateful for any help =) I'm not English by the way This part is about the main character arguing with a vampire about his feeding habits.

    “Don’t go!” Emily nearly yells without thinking. She closes her eyes for a moment when he turns around. “I mean…can’t you wait? Do you have to go out every night? Why not try twice a week?” she questions, her voice light and positive sounding. She folds her fingers of both hands together, like in a prayer. She’s forgotten how cold it was inside her room, though her arms are covered with goose bumps.
    “You mean like…in a diet?” he asks, making it sound like a dirty word. “Could you only eat twice a week?”
    “No, but I don’t eat humans. If I did, I’d probably keep it at a minimum. And if I had to drink human blood, I’d only go for bad people. I’d be the vampire version of Dexter, you know, the nice serial killer? Or perhaps I could just…not kill anyone. I would find a bunch of people and only drink a little from each, or drink from one person for one week, and then from another next week!” She rambled on, waving her hands about like a maniac. Nicholas slapped a hand over his forehead.
    “Sure. You don’t have the right to voice an opinion on this matter. You’d have to become a vampire first,” he smiles, unaffected by her words.
    “Never.” She glares, turning away from him a little to show him her standpoint.
    “Being so negative about it, you surely think about it a lot. Perhaps I’ve have a bad influence on you…” he smiles mysteriously.
    “You’re a bad influence on everyone!” Emily bursts out, and stepping backward. Nicholas’ eyes lighten up by this, and she could see he took great pleasure from it.
    “You’re learning.” He states, with a sinister sharpness to his voice and a triumphant glimmer in his deep eyes. Emily swallows, trying to keep balanced. She will never let him get to her. Without another word he turns and exits the room. She shivers as the door closes, and she feels a need of sitting down. Sometimes it feels as if she loses energy by looking at him. She wonders which helpless soul he will take tonight, and she wonders if there’s something she could have done to stop it. Biting her lip, she wonders if she can help spare a life next time…

    • ANSWER:
      Wow, that's really good! You should write a book, not just use this for school. Anyways here's what I think would make it better or don't understand:

      -At the very beginning you said she 'nearly yells' did she or not? the sentence makes it sound like she almost yelled out but didn't. then he turns around and it seems like she had already said something. so you should make that a little bit clearer.

      -the line "She’s forgotten how cold it was inside her room, though her arms are covered with goose bumps." makes no sense to me.

      -Why does the vampire say 'sure' here: “Sure. You don’t have the right to voice an opinion on this matter. You’d have to become a vampire first,” he smiles, unaffected by her words.

      - “Being so negative about it, you surely think about it a lot. Perhaps I’ve have a bad influence on you…” he smiles mysteriously. '
      I think that line would be better worded like this: "For being so negative about all this, you're surely thinking a lot about it. Perhaps I've had a bad influence over you.." he says, smiling mysteriously. '

      -the line 'Emily bursts out, and stepping backward.' sounds better: 'Emily bursts out, stepping backwards.'

      -in the last paragraph you use 'she' a lot, I would throw in a couple Emilys

      Don't get me wrong, I love it. Those are just little things. Hope I helped and good luck!

      Read mine?
      http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index;_ylt=AlgLaxM8tjBViwSqQx5.Xs3sy6IX;_ylv=3?qid=20100213202438AAxBIXT

26. QUESTION:
    need help with feral cat =(?
    I adopted Drey when he was 1yr back in April. He's never been social, and when he plays he goes for your hands and legs. He's never really been interested in any of the cat toys [from balls, mice, string], I've learned he likes to chase things [only toy hes really played with are those aluminum balls when you throw them]. I recently moved and bought Feliway to help calm him and get him used to a new cat I adopted. She is only 5/6 months. After taking Drey on a play date to my friends house [to see how he is with other cats]. He was so excited to see other cats! Ive never seen him want to play and hop so much. I knew getting another cat would make him happy, but I guess I was wrong.

    Im told cats need to "duke it out" when they first meet, establish the boss etc etc. But that when they play cats also make growling or "angry" sounds. And looking at them, Drey seems to play *extremely* rough with her. I know what it feels like when his front paws latch onto my arm while he kangaroo kicks me and bites me as hard as he can. Im just worried when he latches onto her and rolls like an alligator that this is normal. I make "kiss" sounds and Drey seems to take it down a notch when she runs away or gets really loud. [I heard making positive sounds while they're rolling around helps determine if they're playing or fighting??]

    He usually wakes up in the middle of the night [at 230/3am, and again at 6am] and before we got him a buddy he would jump on my face or scratch my head until I woke up. My thing is, hes still very excited to play with her. I let them play but as she was spayed on Saturday I try to break it up unless its just slapping [where shes laying belly up and he's just slapping her paws LOL]

    Last night though [Im guessing because I had school until 11pm last night and didn't get to {try} playing with Drey and She [no name yet, just found out that whoever told me she was a boy was very wrong], Drey was really pissed off, he would cry and cry until I come and turn the sink on [he likes to drink from that] and then would run away, I tried to play with him, give him treats for not biting me, and get him to use some of his energy. Nope. He wants to go sleep in his cage [its so sad how comfortable he is in his cage, esp. after how big hes gotten]. So in the middle of the night when he wants to play, hes really excited and bites my sides and arms.

    I freaked out and must have elbowed him and rolled over because he started to cry and cry. I think I dislocated his arm. It was twisted the wrong way and just didn't look right. I felt so bad I was crying and hysterical. Hes a violent cat but I don't want him to hurt him. I was able to quickly put everything back in place and he seemed to console me cause I sounded like a freak so he nibbled on my hands and jumped off the bed. Im more afraid that he'll be even more anti social and that he will never trust me now. He was crying rolling on his back and could move his arm. like I said he jumped off the bed and then at 6am he was running around the one room onto the tops of the couches to scratch his nails against.

    How can I apologize to my cat and get him comfortable with people? I never really look at him, I learned that quick, he does not like to be stared at, he doesnt like to be looked at period. Ill sit with my back towards him, or blink real slow at him and look away, and hell then do the same, when I got the feliway he actually let me scratch under his chin!! [first time that's EVER happened]... I feel like after last night though that any progress weve made was just erased and we're not even at square 1 were at -80 and I dont know how to make him happy.

    I sound like Im talking about my BF but I feel so bad for this cat. I can be patient and go slow and let him come to me, but if you have experience with feral cats please email me: xfelodese@yahoo.com or comment below.
    does anyone have any other suggestions??

    • ANSWER:

27. QUESTION:
    Does my mom verbally and physically abuse me?
    Hello people. i'm 13 years old. I'm not going to go from beginning to end because then i would be basically writing a whole book but i'm going to just say what i should. my mom works very hard i guess. she works everyday full time. i just feel like my mom doesn't know how to be a responsible NORMAL mom. she never says i love you to me. i dont even remember the last time she said that. i work so hard in school and now i'm in honors for next year and it seems like she doesn't even care. she's just happy for like a minute and then she doesn't care. my twin sister and i always stay in our apartment all dame day since my mom has a full time work. i dont live with my dad since my parents are divorced so i cant go over to his house because he lives too far away. i mean my mom does bring us out sometimes but that's like once a week and all she does is just drop us off in the mall. she never spends quality time with us. and dont get me wrong, i know it's because she's just out of energy and stress but she never even tries. all she does when she gets back home is eat and sleep. usually she drinks like a whole cup of whiskey and then falls asleep. now let's get to the main part. my twin sister and i get a long but the times we dont, it gets REALLY ugly. whenever we argue it always ends up with us physically fighting and my mom never even tries to break it up. she use to try to break it up but now she never tries. the other day my sister and i got into a fight and all my mom said was, "let's see who dies first. one of you guys need to die anyways". and fuuuking shiiiiiiit like that and it PISSES me off. and whenever i get into a fight with my sister, my mom is ALWAYS on her side no matter what. i dont even fucking know why. i hate her for that. whenever i get into a fight with my sister my mom always hits only ME and starts cursing at me and telling me she'll kill me and stuff.. like what kind of a fuckiiiiiiiing mom says that? she also acts like she's going to slap me or hit me by holding her arm up (can't really explain it), she also like nudges my head with her fingers and somtimes if i dont listen she like slaps me in the face and she has made my nose bleed before. for the past days, my relationship with my mom was terrible. we never talked or anything. and if we ever did, it would just be yelling. i feel like killing her right now. i really do. and i'm never like this but she just really crossed the line. i cant take it anymore. i've never cut before and i think i'm going to start cutting. i've prayed to make things better but it never works. i fucking hate my life right now. you have no idea what i've been through, but these are just the basics. does she verbally and physically abuse me? i feel like i forgot to say some other things but i just cant think of other things she does so if i ever think of anything else i'll write it in the additional details things. sorry this was really long:( but god bless for those who read it all(: thank you and hopefully i get a good answer(:
    btw my mom isn't as bad as it sounds. it's just whenever she's in a bad mood and stuff she turns into a monster, literally. but she does have a good side i guess
    sorry i keep adding more details lol. and also i dont want to go to a school counselor cuz all they do is just run to social services and stuff. and i dont want to go to foster:'( i feel safe at home but like sometimes i just cant take it. and i feel like killing her.
    thank you for all of the prayers, some of you guys really touched my heart. god bless

    • ANSWER:

28. QUESTION:
    Boyfriend's Sister? I'm Pregnant, She Hit Me?
    Right now, me and my boyfriend are living together, and his sister moved in(She's been living with us for 6 months.) I didn't really mind her much, until she started going out every night and coming home drunk.

    A couple months went by, and it was getting on my last nerve. She came home last night and we got into it a little when I confronted her about it. She slapped me and my reaction was to slap her back, and it didn't stop there. She actually pushed and punched me and was ready to do more, when my boyfriend stopped her.

    I'm 33 weeks pregnant now, and I'm tired of dealing with her. Do I have the right to tell her to get out? We've been putting off most of the preparing for the baby because she's been here. And I really want to, I feel like I'm missing out on the excitement of getting ready for the baby because I'm using all my energy dealing with her. Any Advice?

    • ANSWER:
      You have to tell your boyfriend that his sister has to go, and
      he has to tell her.

      It is his family...it is his job!

      She is irresponsible, immature, and worse...violent!

      She should be happy that you did not press charges
      for assault.

      She needs a few days in jail to sober up.

      Best wishes

29. QUESTION:
    What Is Happening To Me!?
    For the past several weeks ive woken up every morning with a bloody nose. Any litle pressures around my nose will trigger it and it happens around 4 or 5 times weekly.

    Ive also experienced severe weight loss. In 4 months i lost 20 lbs. in the past week i lost 10 and now am a very scary 117lbs.

    I have this odd extreme onset of hunger, mainly late at night 10pm and on. It hits hard and i cant help but grub grub grub. Yet i wake up hungry and it never seems to stick.

    I have an odd extreme thirst. I cant help but drink water constantly as i seem to always be thirsty.

    I have lack of energy and am often tired.

    For reference i am 22yrs and 6 foot. Im very worried. Im naturally thin and excersise often and am very health concious. Unfortuantly i live in the united states, the greediest and most fucked up modern industrial society and got slapped hard by the financial meltdown and thus am unemployed. That means no healthcare so i cannot afford to go to the doctor and get bloodwork. I pray that this isnt serious as i may as well sit in a rocking chair and await death then be forced into debt and or backruptcy by this horrific healthcare system. Any help/advice would be GREATLY APPRECIATED. Thank you.

    • ANSWER:
      go anyway... 6'0 and 117 is scary thin... i'm 6'0 and 180... worry about the bills later, lots of people do...

30. QUESTION:
    My Boyfriends Sister? Could the stress be harmful?
    Right now, me and my boyfriend are living together, and his sister's moved in(She's been living with us for 6 months now.) Recently, I've been dealing with a lot of stress at my job, and on top of that his sister has been coming home drunk almost everynight.

    I tried to ignore it, but it was getting on my last nerve. She came home last night and when I confronted her about it, she slapped me. My reaction was to slap her back, and it kept going. She actually pushed and punched me and was ready to do more, when my boyfriend stopped her.

    I'm 33 weeks pregnant now, and I'm tired of dealing with her. We haven't started preparing for the baby because she's been here. And I really want to, I feel like I'm missing out on the excitement of getting ready for the baby because I'm using all my energy dealing with her.
    But I'm worried about the extra stress she is causing me to have. Could the stress be harmful?

    • ANSWER:
      Unfortunately, "roommates" almost always never work out, especially when they're related. Your BF needs to ask her to move out ASAP! She had no right to lay her hands on you - personally, I would've had her arrested for assault being that you're pregnant & nearly due, but I know that is a difficult situation for you.

      It's time for you & your BF to have your privacy and start preparing for the arrival of your newborn. Your BF's sister does not need to be living that kind of life style in and around the home you are trying to raise your family.

      I think you already know what needs to be done, but you seek reassurance; you have my support!

      Best Wishes.........

31. QUESTION:
    Has anyone ever expirenced this too?
    On yet another brisk day in cold, cold Canada, with the polar bears drinking their Coca-Cola and the whalers waving me a happy hello as I walked down the iceway to school, I felt a sense of bliss and happiness that can only come from being an innocent eight-year-old boy. Being a very precocious child, I deeply enjoyed school, and was always eager to get extra work that the other children didn't (a practice largely contributing to my massive unpopularity for the first sixteen years of my life). My school was a small, very old building in Sydney, Nova Scotia; it would later be torn down to make way for prefabricated houses.
    I happily sat through my classes that morning, my third grade teacher talking with me listening attentively and laughing at her jokes, while others poked fingers, pencils, and other various objects into various orifices and threw various scoopings therefrom. After we started to talk about the ever-so-complex matter of plurality involving words ending with the letter X, I grew bored and took a bathroom break; I felt a little like I had to deposit a brown Twinkie.

    I waddled off to the bathroom, as I was a pudgy, round little kid (attributing yet more to my gross unpopularity). Upon arriving, I sat my rump down upon the cold porcelain -- remember the polar bears -- and grunted my damnedest. I had not yet realized the way of Poodhism: only when you are at peace with yourself and with the toilet will the negative energy flow out of you. As a consequence, anyone entering the bathroom heard the odd, painful-sounding gruntings of a fat midget on the can.

    I pushed and pushed like the Little Train That Could, except my anus was clearly his derailed brother, the Little Train That Couldn't. I resigned myself to standing up, wiping off just in case I'd shot out some raisins without my knowledge, and returning to the classroom. I really didn't like being questioned or confronted by teachers, because I always felt that the vegetative morons in the class (who could murder in front of you your sister, the teacher, and the Governor General, and walk away with no more than a wrist slap) deserved much more of the teacher's scoldings than I did. As a result, whenever confronted, I would respond somewhat sarcastically and harshly.

    "What took so long in the bathroom?" my kind-but-inconsiderate teacher demanded in front of the class.

    "My digestion," I snappily replied.

    I was met with a scowl and a "sit down" accompanied by a plethora of comments from my ‘peers': "Oooh, dee-jess-shun!" "Nerd!" "Weiner!" "Cornelius!" (One really odd kid got kicks out of calling me "Cornelius"; to this day, I don't know why.)

    The bell rang and I happily skipped out to the negative two-hundred-and-sixty-two schoolyard. I played, desperately trying to avoid succumbing to the harsh, brutal Canadian elements. And I downed a sandwich of leafy vegetables and mayonnaise, as I really just didn't like meat at the time.

    (My lunch is relevant to my story, of course, because the sheer amount of fiber and near total lack of iron in my diet led to some pretty serious powershitting; I pinched loaves regularly three to five times daily. On this day, I hadn't. And this was odd -- very odd.)

    We filed back into class upon the sounding of the ice-bell (basically the foghorn from a hockey game). We promptly sat down in our seats and prepared to continue our stimulating discussion on the letter X. It was around this time I felt pockets of gas and other nether-beings moving around down under -- like an Australian rebellion gone hostile, the southern inhabitants were attempting a bloody coup on my brown bastion.

    "Hey, no problem," I thought to myself. After all, it was after lunch -- there was very little of the school day left, and I knew I could hold it until I could leave. I knew it, that is, until the proletariat poop in my southern realms, too long held prisoner by the abysmal treatment of my despotic colon, launched one more salvo on the bay doors, and I could feel sheer knife-like pains shooting all through my lower body.

    This was going to be a horrific shit -- the kind of shit about which documentaries are made.

    Realizing that I could hold it no longer, I raised my hand deftly into the air, waving somewhat urgently. "Yes, Matthew?" the teacher enquired.

    "May I go to the bathroom?" I gruntingly replied.

    "No. You went before lunch, and you had the entire lunch hour to go. So you stay here until we're done."

    The horror!

    I knew my doom was approaching. Choosing not to plead with the teacher, I instead decided to consult with the general minding the rebellion, which had now pushed well beyond the poop factory district and was pressing down the Hershey highway with the vigor of a mob only accurately depicted in the works of Mary Shelley. The general advised me that we should form a line; and so I clenched my butt cheeks so hard I swear I split atoms.

    Like a row of riot police smashing batons down on filthy unwashed hippies, my ass cheeks faithfully guarded my grey sweatpants from the attackers pressing to put an end to free trade, critical thought, and clean clothing -- assailants wishing to put the last cherry on the cake sealing my unpopularity into the stones of time, ensuring I would be dateless and fat until I was sixty-two. My regard in the public eye was already all but demolished, as the previous week I had shown up to school in a Power Rangers costume, sure that no one would recognize me and that I would somehow have mystical Kung-Fu powers that would allow me to eradicate my oppressors. I had been mistaken.

    The pressure grew to a point at which I was sure I would implode. My face was red and I was sweating and grunting loudly, occasionally letting out the odd, sharp-sounding, painfully hot fart. The kids around me knew the end was near and moved away like Englishmen avoiding plague-bearers. I waved my hand frantically to the teacher to allow me release; she denied me yet again.

    And there I sat in a conundrum: not wanting to defy my teacher, but not wanting to destroy my life. I was at the pivotal crossroads at which every small child should stand at one point in his or her life: should I disobey the teacher and run to the bathroom, or should I utterly shit myself in front of my peers?

    What happened next is terrible. When most people lose control of their bowels, a small lump of matter forces its way out of the anus, and out some more, until eventually you've soiled yourself. But I guess I'm not most people. While I was pondering the nature of defiance verses self-discipline in a heavily introspective debate, I lost control of the forces; and a deadly explosion finished off the rest of my riot police, leaving their scattered remains all about. I had lost control. A terrific and awe-inspiring CRACK of a fart escaped my anus, fueled by the sheer power of one-hundred percent refined green mucky diarrhea. The noise of the farting was a million times amplified by the hard wooden seat against which my ass was situated.

    A torrent of green muck escaped me. I sat awestruck, not knowing what to do with myself. The torrent continued until the crap had literally gone down my leg and was now burning my skin with its acidic glop. Eventually my shoes filled with shit, a fact I never let on -- I don't know why shit in my shoes was more embarrassing than shit in my pants, but it was.

    As I stood up, tears rolled down my young face. The back of my pants were absolutely saturated in sheer, vile feces. I walked to the bathroom, my shoes making the noises of rubber boots filled with water, splat-splat-splatting along the floor. I plunked myself into a stall and wept.

    I ended up inspiring pity in the mother of one of my fellow students, an employee at the school. She gave me an extra pair of pants.

    I packed the glob of shit-soaked filth into my backpack and left. I just left.

    Thus began the most repulsive walk home I have ever endured.

    • ANSWER:
      I had this misfortune but it was manifold more since I was a grownup man not a child like the questioner.I was living in what is called a 'chawl'(one or two room tenements in a multistory building with common lavarories) There are long queues in the morning at the water taps and the lavatories.. It is not unsual some of them are constipated while others are just-go-in-and--come--outs.I was the former and it neessitated to be inside the lavatory pretty early. One day I was a little late to get in and on ac count of the long queue outside faced constant knocking . AS luck would hve it my bowels had almost stuck work that day and refused al formed of cajoling. AT last the pounding became unearable and I decided to come out unrelieved. I did and the man at the top of the queue started to get in and at that very moment my bowel decided to answer my prayers. It sta rted to come out with such a force that I just pushed the aspirant and went inside and relieved myself. soiling my 'dhottee'in the process. I had to beseech the outsuders to run to my room and ask my sone to get a spare underpant quckly and they obliged(Bombaites normally do).When I almost snatched the underpant through the half open door and then meekly came out the soiled pant bndled,h a sheepish face not daring to look at anybody and almost ran to me quarters I could hear the peels and peels of laughter behind me.I may forget the state honour I received in service but not this ignomijy.

32. QUESTION:
    beatings with the belt until back was bleeding?
    I suddenly remembered all that has happened to me as a child.. it's as if I had unconsciously completely forgotten about everything that happened to me as a child.

    My father died when I was 5 years old, he was murdered by someone and the person never got caught and it was never known why he or she did it. After my fathers death, my mother would still mourn his death for about 2 years, I got neglected as a child, my poor mother would always be sleeping due to depression, i remember that I would always play next to her door to see if she would wake up at any moment, and whenever I saw her move I would silently run to her and see if her eyes were open, if they were I would cry of joy and tell her that i love her and ask her to please play with me, but she would just close her eyes and go back to sleep. I had to teach myself how to cook for myself, making simple dishes such as eggs, microwaving noodle soups, eating canned foods and fruits...

    My mother remarried 3 years later and I had an abusive stepdad. He used to hit me with the belt for every single mistake I made. I remember he once hit me so hard with the belt that my back started bleeding, and he did it in front of my best friends and their mother and it was only because i interrupted him while he was talking to my friends' mother. He also once hit me in a restaurant in front of everybody because i touched a chicken piece with my hand. He would slap me, humiliate me... command me to call him "Sir" and made me be as organized as possible.. Every single day he would make me read 72 pages ( i still remember the exact amount of pages i had to read) of books I couldn't even understand because they weren't at my reading level. In the morning my bed had to be neatly done with not a single line crooked. I would have to have my closet neatly done as well. And only allowed me to go out with my friends for one hour. My mother used to hit me as well, she once hit me with closed fists and made my nose bleed. She would call me an as****e a D*****s, along with other bad words... I used to wet my homework with tears because my mother would be next to me screaming at me if i got a wrong answer and calling me a lot of names for getting the answer wrong... I had a problem and I couldn't pay attention very well... I believe its called ADD or ADHD, ignorance was plenty at my family so they never understood that. Everyday my teacher would write in my daily folder how i behaved and I just couldn't help myself from spacing out during class, and she would report this on the journal that my parents had to sign... every single day I had that problem and my stepfather would hit me with the belt for not having a perfect note... If I had a C in my report card he would beat me up as well.. and if I had an F, it would be a really good beating, sometimes I would fall asleep right after the beatings because I wouldn't have any more energy left, my suicidal thoughts at that age were constant, I never called the police because I thought that every child went through the same thing that I was going through... I thought it was normal.

    My step father was an alcoholic as well... and he would beat my mother up in front of me... He once beat her up so bad that he opened her head and a lot of blood purred out.. I was traumatized by that and the next time he tried to beat her up I jumped into him and begged him with tears in my eyes to please not hit her.. he all of a sudden looked at me realizing that he was doing something wrong and he let go off her... I was 10 years old at that time and I remember that it was my first night without sleep... I stood at the window the whole night "taking care" of my mother... hoping that I wouldn't see my step-father come drunk and open the patio door that I was staring at through the window the whole night.... my step-father and my mother divorced after what seemed an eternity for me and then we were poor, I got very skinny but i understood and never complained... the most amount of money I would ask my mom for were 25 cents... and that was to pay late fees on books at the library... sometimes she would ask me if i wanted a dollar to buy some chips... and I would refuse and ask her to please only give me the 10 or 15 cents i needed.... whenever my aunts gave me money I would give it all to my mother... even though sometimes i thought about the candies and chocolates i could have bought with the money... I believe I had a rough childhood... and the reason why I am telling you all this is because I don't know if i should go to a therapist since I think its affecting me right now... I am not socially active, i only have a girlfriend and one friend... I don't go out at all... I don't feel motivated and don't have any plans for the future... i get depressed and I cannot sleep at night until 4 am... (as you can see...) please help me. what should I do? How do I get over these past experiences

    • ANSWER:
      Yes, you shouldl seek out the right therapy for healing. The best one I know of for this type abuse and many other things is called eft by gary craig. Here are the therapists. eftmastersworldwide.com and here is a free version eftuniverse.com
      eftuk.net emotional-health.co.uk
      This is the only method that will actually remove the trauma, and feelings and help you heal. Regular therapy will drag you around int he memories and make you re-live them. You do not have to do that.
      You absolutely need to find a therapist above that has experience in healing trauma and childhoods like you have had.
      You can heal, and a regular therapist wont' tell you that , because they don't know how to heal.
      Please seek out the help you need.
      You can remove and neutralize the traumas and get on with your life.
      really.
      Then you will have some healthy people in your life to build on also, and can find your family of choice and make a good life for yourself.
      You realize that your parents were very mentally ill. Probably abused like that in their own childhoods.
      Many people , like you have gone on not to pass the abuse on to others.
      Blessings to you and your healing.

33. QUESTION:
    How to not be sleepy during the day?
    I am a student and I have a sleeping problem since a year ago.

    I may not always have enough sleep but even when I do, I will always sleep in class in the next day
    I notice that I can't help sleeping when I'm listening to someone talking for to long or watching a video/movie (even in movie theater T_T),
    when I'm not focused in an activity (ex : when I'm in a bus to school) I don't get sleepy

    I've tried to keep awake with doodling, slapping myself, or do something to cause pain but I still sleep at the end T_T
    I also tried to drink coffee before going to school but coffee only works at night for me T_T

    When waking up after sleeping in this time, I usually get a little dizzy and I don't feel very good
    At night I rarely feel sleepy but can get to sleep when I want to

    I also feel I don't have energy all the time even when I have eat enough food

    Please help me before I turn into a bull, I need to study properly m(_ _)m

    • ANSWER:

34. QUESTION:
    Can you please help me with my life?
    I suddenly remembered all that has happened to me as a child.. it's as if I had unconsciously completely forgotten about everything that happened to me as a child.

    My father died when I was 5 years old, he was murdered by someone and the person never got caught and it was never known why he or she did it. After my fathers death, my mother would still mourn his death for about 2 years, I got neglected as a child, my poor mother would always be sleeping due to depression, i remember that I would always play next to her door to see if she would wake up at any moment, and whenever I saw her move I would silently run to her and see if her eyes were open, if they were I would cry of joy and tell her that i love her and ask her to please play with me, but she would just close her eyes and go back to sleep. I had to teach myself how to cook for myself, making simple dishes such as eggs, microwaving noodle soups, eating canned foods and fruits...

    My mother remarried 3 years later and I had an abusive stepdad. He used to hit me with the belt for every single mistake I made. I remember he once hit me so hard with the belt that my back started bleeding, and he did it in front of my best friends and their mother and it was only because i interrupted him while he was talking to my friends' mother. He also once hit me in a restaurant in front of everybody because i touched a chicken piece with my hand. He would slap me, humiliate me... command me to call him "Sir" and made me be as organized as possible.. Every single day he would make me read 72 pages ( i still remember the exact amount of pages i had to read) of books I couldn't even understand because they weren't at my reading level. In the morning my bed had to be neatly done with not a single line crooked. I would have to have my closet neatly done as well. And only allowed me to go out with my friends for one hour. My mother used to hit me as well, she once hit me with closed fists and made my nose bleed. She would call me an as****e a D*****s, along with other bad words... I used to wet my homework with tears because my mother would be next to me screaming at me if i got a wrong answer and calling me a lot of names for getting the answer wrong... I had a problem and I couldn't pay attention very well... I believe its called ADD or ADHD, ignorance was plenty at my family so they never understood that. Everyday my teacher would write in my daily folder how i behaved and I just couldn't help myself from spacing out during class, and she would report this on the journal that my parents had to sign... every single day I had that problem and my stepfather would hit me with the belt for not having a perfect note... If I had a C in my report card he would beat me up as well.. and if I had an F, it would be a really good beating, sometimes I would fall asleep right after the beatings because I wouldn't have any more energy left, my suicidal thoughts at that age were constant, I never called the police because I thought that every child went through the same thing that I was going through... I thought it was normal.

    My step father was an alcoholic as well... and he would beat my mother up in front of me... He once beat her up so bad that he opened her head and a lot of blood purred out.. I was traumatized by that and the next time he tried to beat her up I jumped into him and begged him with tears in my eyes to please not hit her.. he would all of a sudden look at me realizing that he was doing something wrong and would let go off her... I was 10 years old at that time and I remember that it was my first night without sleep... I stood at the window the whole night "taking care" of my mother... hoping that I wouldn't see my step-father come drunk and open the door that I was staring at the whole night.... my step-father and my mother divorced after what seemed an eternity for me and then we were poor, I got very skinny but i understood and never complained... the most amount of money I would ask my mom for were 25 cents... and that was to pay a late fee on books at the library... sometimes she would ask me if i wanted a dollar to buy some chips... and I would refuse and ask her to please only give me the 10 or 15 cents i needed.... whenever my aunts gave me money I would give it all to my mother... even though sometimes i thought about the candies and chocolates i could have bought with the money... I believe I had a rough childhood... and the reason why I am telling you all this is because I don't know if i should go to a therapist since I think its affecting me right now... I am not socially active, i only have a girlfriend and one friend... I don't go out at all... I don't feel motivated and don't have any plans for the future... i get depressed and I cannot sleep at night until 4 am... (as you can see...) please help me. what should I do? How do I get over these past experiences? How to I forgive my step-father? I am 20 years old at the moment, physically fit
    and have promised myself that if I see him the beatings that he gave me would be nothing compared to the one that I will give him (if that's possible). I am a nice person and don't ever pick fights but this just strongly impulses me... and I know its wrong, I want to forgive him because beating him up will just make me like him.. and I know that I am a better person than that... please help me.
    I am a guy by the way

    • ANSWER:
      Wow, that made me cry. I think you need some serious therepy. And I don't mean that in the way most of these people talk to others on here, I really think that would at least help you through some of your very justifiable anger. That's the only thing I know of to suggest. But good luck to you, and stay strong hun. You are obviously a very strong person to have survived such an upbringing, without having become completely insane.

35. QUESTION:
    Can you help me fix my ruined life?
    I suddenly remembered all that has happened to me as a child.. it's as if I had unconsciously completely forgotten about everything that happened to me as a child.

    My father died when I was 5 years old, he was murdered by someone and the person never got caught and it was never known why he or she did it. After my fathers death, my mother would still mourn his death for about 2 years, I got neglected as a child, my poor mother would always be sleeping due to depression, i remember that I would always play next to her door to see if she would wake up at any moment, and whenever I saw her move I would silently run to her and see if her eyes were open, if they were I would cry of joy and tell her that i love her and ask her to please play with me, but she would just close her eyes and go back to sleep. I had to teach myself how to cook for myself, making simple dishes such as eggs, microwaving noodle soups, eating canned foods and fruits...

    My mother remarried 3 years later and I had an abusive stepdad. He used to hit me with the belt for every single mistake I made. I remember he once hit me so hard with the belt that my back started bleeding, and he did it in front of my best friends and their mother and it was only because i interrupted him while he was talking to my friends' mother. He also once hit me in a restaurant in front of everybody because i touched a chicken piece with my hand. He would slap me, humiliate me... command me to call him "Sir" and made me be as organized as possible.. Every single day he would make me read 72 pages ( i still remember the exact amount of pages i had to read) of books I couldn't even understand because they weren't at my reading level. In the morning my bed had to be neatly done with not a single line crooked. I would have to have my closet neatly done as well. And only allowed me to go out with my friends for one hour. My mother used to hit me as well, she once hit me with closed fists and made my nose bleed. She would call me an as****e a D*****s, along with other bad words... I used to wet my homework with tears because my mother would be next to me screaming at me if i got a wrong answer and calling me a lot of names for getting the answer wrong... I had a problem and I couldn't pay attention very well... I believe its called ADD or ADHD, ignorance was plenty at my family so they never understood that. Everyday my teacher would write in my daily folder how i behaved and I just couldn't help myself from spacing out during class, and she would report this on the journal that my parents had to sign... every single day I had that problem and my stepfather would hit me with the belt for not having a perfect note... If I had a C in my report card he would beat me up as well.. and if I had an F, it would be a really good beating, sometimes I would fall asleep right after the beatings because I wouldn't have any more energy left, my suicidal thoughts at that age were constant, I never called the police because I thought that every child went through the same thing that I was going through... I thought it was normal.

    My step father was an alcoholic as well... and he would beat my mother up in front of me... He once beat her up so bad that he opened her head and a lot of blood purred out.. I was traumatized by that and the next time he tried to beat her up I jumped into him and begged him with tears in my eyes to please not hit her.. he would all of a sudden look at me realizing that he was doing something wrong and would let go off her... I was 10 years old at that time and I remember that it was my first night without sleep... I stood at the window the whole night "taking care" of my mother... hoping that I wouldn't see my step-father come drunk and open the door that I was staring at the whole night.... my step-father and my mother divorced after what seemed an eternity for me and then we were poor, I got very skinny but i understood and never complained... the most amount of money I would ask my mom for were 25 cents... and that was to pay a late fee on books at the library... sometimes she would ask me if i wanted a dollar to buy some chips... and I would refuse and ask her to please only give me the 10 or 15 cents i needed.... whenever my aunts gave me money I would give it all to my mother... even though sometimes i thought about the candies and chocolates i could have bought with the money... I believe I had a rough childhood... and the reason why I am telling you all this is because I don't know if i should go to a therapist since I think its affecting me right now... I am not socially active, i only have a girlfriend and one friend... I don't go out at all... I don't feel motivated and don't have any plans for the future... i get depressed and I cannot sleep at night until 4 am... (as you can see...) please help me. what should I do? How do I get over these past experiences? How to I forgive my step-father? I am 20 years old at the moment, physically fit
    and have promised myself that if I see him the beatings that he gave me would be nothing compared to the one that I will give him (if that's possible). I am a nice person and don't ever pick fights but this just strongly impulses me... and I know its wrong, I want to forgive him because beating him up will just make me like him.. and I know that I am a better person than that... please help me.

    • ANSWER:
      No, but "you" can help yourself. I was also beaten along with my brother when I was a child. With a belt on bare skin, etc...Also slapped hard in the face. I hated my father while growing up, until I came to realize that parents are only doing what they were taught, they are passing along experiences that they have been through themselves. They are emulating what they have learned from others in other words.

      I grew up and realized that my father, even though he wasn't my idea of the 'perfect father,' was doing the best he could with what he knew, so was my mother. I got past blaming my parents and learned valuable lessons from my childhood experiences.

      Believe it or not, your parents love you in "their" way, not in the fairy tale ways you see on television. My dad loved me in 'his own way.' Whether or not that way met with my 'approval' is another story. Things aren't always going to go our way in Life, but the best way that is available to every human being depending on the 'condition' of their own psyche at any given moment.

      You will eventually forgive your father and realize that the pain he was experiencing 'inside' came out and was displayed by his behavior and outbursts. That is what is known as projecting inner anger outward and allowing it to take over.

      We can learn how to gain control over our own emotions and rise above that behavior. Pretty soon, it will be archaic behavior. Let the past go, but learn from it, in this way you can help others overcome their past and help them to move on. Lessons come to Teach, they are not always going to be pleasant lessons. What we learn from them is the Prize. Look to the Prize.

      We learn to have compassion for others, especially the misguided ones. You can rise above your father's behavior and realize that believe it or not, he was doing the best he could with what he was taught and raised with, it just happened to be 'anger.' You were there to take the blunt of it, you have become a Soldier for it and can now reach out to the rest who are on the front lines of Life.

      The Universe Smiles upon you.... Your life isn't ruined, it is only beginning. The Best is yet to come.

36. QUESTION:
    What can I do with my horrible childhood experience?
    I suddenly remembered all that has happened to me as a child.. it's as if I had unconsciously completely forgotten about everything that happened to me as a child.

    My father died when I was 5 years old, he was murdered by someone and the person never got caught and it was never known why he or she did it. After my fathers death, my mother would still mourn his death for about 2 years, I got neglected as a child, my poor mother would always be sleeping due to depression, i remember that I would always play next to her door to see if she would wake up at any moment, and whenever I saw her move I would silently run to her and see if her eyes were open, if they were I would cry of joy and tell her that i love her and ask her to please play with me, but she would just close her eyes and go back to sleep. I had to teach myself how to cook for myself, making simple dishes such as eggs, microwaving noodle soups, eating canned foods and fruits...

    My mother remarried 3 years later and I had an abusive stepdad. He used to hit me with the belt for every single mistake I made. I remember he once hit me so hard with the belt that my back started bleeding, and he did it in front of my best friends and their mother and it was only because i interrupted him while he was talking to my friends' mother. He also once hit me in a restaurant in front of everybody because i touched a chicken piece with my hand. He would slap me, humiliate me... command me to call him "Sir" and made me be as organized as possible.. Every single day he would make me read 72 pages ( i still remember the exact amount of pages i had to read) of books I couldn't even understand because they weren't at my reading level. In the morning my bed had to be neatly done with not a single line crooked. I would have to have my closet neatly done as well. And only allowed me to go out with my friends for one hour. My mother used to hit me as well, she once hit me with closed fists and made my nose bleed. She would call me an as****e a D*****s, along with other bad words... I used to wet my homework with tears because my mother would be next to me screaming at me if i got a wrong answer and calling me a lot of names for getting the answer wrong... I had a problem and I couldn't pay attention very well... I believe its called ADD or ADHD, ignorance was plenty at my family so they never understood that. Everyday my teacher would write in my daily folder how i behaved and I just couldn't help myself from spacing out during class, and she would report this on the journal that my parents had to sign... every single day I had that problem and my stepfather would hit me with the belt for not having a perfect note... If I had a C in my report card he would beat me up as well.. and if I had an F, it would be a really good beating, sometimes I would fall asleep right after the beatings because I wouldn't have any more energy left, my suicidal thoughts at that age were constant, I never called the police because I thought that every child went through the same thing that I was going through... I thought it was normal.

    My step father was an alcoholic as well... and he would beat my mother up in front of me... He once beat her up so bad that he opened her head and a lot of blood purred out.. I was traumatized by that and the next time he tried to beat her up I jumped into him and begged him with tears in my eyes to please not hit her.. he would all of a sudden look at me realizing that he was doing something wrong and would let go off her... I was 10 years old at that time and I remember that it was my first night without sleep... I stood at the window the whole night "taking care" of my mother... hoping that I wouldn't see my step-father come drunk and open the door that I was staring at the whole night.... my step-father and my mother divorced after what seemed an eternity for me and then we were poor, I got very skinny but i understood and never complained... the most amount of money I would ask my mom for were 25 cents... and that was to pay a late fee on books at the library... sometimes she would ask me if i wanted a dollar to buy some chips... and I would refuse and ask her to please only give me the 10 or 15 cents i needed.... whenever my aunts gave me money I would give it all to my mother... even though sometimes i thought about the candies and chocolates i could have bought with the money... I believe I had a rough childhood... and the reason why I am telling you all this is because I don't know if i should go to a therapist since I think its affecting me right now... I am not socially active, i only have a girlfriend and one friend... I don't go out at all... I don't feel motivated and don't have any plans for the future... i get depressed and I cannot sleep at night until 4 am... (as you can see...) please help me. what should I do? How do I get over these past experiences? How to I forgive my step-father? I am 20 years old at the moment, physically fit
    and have promised myself that if I see him the beatings that he gave me would be nothing compared to the one that I will give him (if that's possible). I am a nice person and don't ever pick fights but this just strongly impulses me... and I know its wrong, I want to forgive him because beating him up will just make me like him.. and I know that I am a better person than that... please help me.

    • ANSWER:
      You have been through so much that you REALLY need counselling and guidance to help you come to terms with it. Depending on where you live and what type of health insurance you have - is there any community health local government centres that have free counsellors near you? I had a very abusive step-father and I do not see him at all any more following my mother's death. He doesn't deserve your thoughts or forgiveness - you need to think of yourself now. Best of luck to you.

37. QUESTION:
    very rough childhood?
    I suddenly remembered all that has happened to me as a child.. it's as if I had unconsciously completely forgotten about everything that happened to me as a child.

    My father died when I was 5 years old, he was murdered by someone and the person never got caught and it was never known why he or she did it. After my fathers death, my mother would still mourn his death for about 2 years, I got neglected as a child, my poor mother would always be sleeping due to depression, i remember that I would always play next to her door to see if she would wake up at any moment, and whenever I saw her move I would silently run to her and see if her eyes were open, if they were I would cry of joy and tell her that i love her and ask her to please play with me, but she would just close her eyes and go back to sleep. I had to teach myself how to cook for myself, making simple dishes such as eggs, microwaving noodle soups, eating canned foods and fruits...

    My mother remarried 3 years later and I had an abusive stepdad. He used to hit me with the belt for every single mistake I made. I remember he once hit me so hard with the belt that my back started bleeding, and he did it in front of my best friends and their mother and it was only because i interrupted him while he was talking to my friends' mother. He also once hit me in a restaurant in front of everybody because i touched a chicken piece with my hand. He would slap me, humiliate me... command me to call him "Sir" and made me be as organized as possible.. Every single day he would make me read 72 pages ( i still remember the exact amount of pages i had to read) of books I couldn't even understand because they weren't at my reading level. In the morning my bed had to be neatly done with not a single line crooked. I would have to have my closet neatly done as well. And only allowed me to go out with my friends for one hour. My mother used to hit me as well, she once hit me with closed fists and made my nose bleed. She would call me an as****e a D*****s, along with other bad words... I used to wet my homework with tears because my mother would be next to me screaming at me if i got a wrong answer and calling me a lot of names for getting the answer wrong... I had a problem and I couldn't pay attention very well... I believe its called ADD or ADHD, ignorance was plenty at my family so they never understood that. Everyday my teacher would write in my daily folder how i behaved and I just couldn't help myself from spacing out during class, and she would report this on the journal that my parents had to sign... every single day I had that problem and my stepfather would hit me with the belt for not having a perfect note... If I had a C in my report card he would beat me up as well.. and if I had an F, it would be a really good beating, sometimes I would fall asleep right after the beatings because I wouldn't have any more energy left, my suicidal thoughts at that age were constant, I never called the police because I thought that every child went through the same thing that I was going through... I thought it was normal.

    My step father was an alcoholic as well... and he would beat my mother up in front of me... He once beat her up so bad that he opened her head and a lot of blood purred out.. I was traumatized by that and the next time he tried to beat her up I jumped into him and begged him with tears in my eyes to please not hit her.. he all of a sudden looked at me realizing that he was doing something wrong and he let go off her... I was 10 years old at that time and I remember that it was my first night without sleep... I stood at the window the whole night "taking care" of my mother... hoping that I wouldn't see my step-father come drunk and open the patio door that I was staring at through the window the whole night.... my step-father and my mother divorced after what seemed an eternity for me and then we were poor, I got very skinny but i understood and never complained... the most amount of money I would ask my mom for were 25 cents... and that was to pay late fees on books at the library... sometimes she would ask me if i wanted a dollar to buy some chips... and I would refuse and ask her to please only give me the 10 or 15 cents i needed.... whenever my aunts gave me money I would give it all to my mother... even though sometimes i thought about the candies and chocolates i could have bought with the money... I believe I had a rough childhood... and the reason why I am telling you all this is because I don't know if i should go to a therapist since I think its affecting me right now... I am not socially active, i only have a girlfriend and one friend... I don't go out at all... I don't feel motivated and don't have any plans for the future... i get depressed and I cannot sleep at night until 4 am... (as you can see...) please help me. what should I do? How do I get over these past experien

    • ANSWER:
      A good therapist can be more than helpful.

38. QUESTION:
    help me please...I feel really guilty?
    Ok so before Christmas my boyfriend of three years broke up with me. It was my fault because I have a history. It went down pretty ugly, we were both drunk and he said some nasty things and I slapped him. I've never hit him before and I don't condone violence in any relationship but I slipped. Anyways, a week goes by and I begged him to take me back. We both apologized and we've been so happy to be with each other. However, I am still moved out to maintain space in our relationship. But when I go over to his apartment to visit I get serious negative energy from his roomate. It is extremely awkward. Once I tried charging my phone on his charger and everytime I came back to check my messages it'd be unplugged. I don' t know what to do. I know I did wrong and I'm genuinely trying to make up for it. How long does this have to go on like this? I feel like I lost all my friends, we all use to be so close.

    • ANSWER:
      It seems like you and your boyfriend are getting along jus fine. Sit down and tell his roomate to get a life, because its quite evident that he doesn't want you together... maybe he is in love with ur boyfriend. Listen just confront his retarted as roommate... relationships have ups and downs and besides its you and your boyfriends issues not everybody elses. And maybe you should tell your boyfriend to stop telling his friends whenever you guys get into an argument thats how ppl build resentment towards other ppl!

39. QUESTION:
    Relationship help? Should we end it?
    Sorry...this might be a long story.

    My boyfriend and I have been dating for nearly two years. At the beginning of the relationship, everything was pretty great. Now, unfortunately, it's become an emotional rollercoaster. Here's the facts:

    1.) At first, he was in a bad situation. He paid for everything and gave him rides everywhere. He was thankful and treated me like gold.

    2.) When we moved in together, we stated paying for things equally. We were still happy together.

    3.) The first time he got vicious with me, he thought I cheated on him (which I absolutely did NOT). He tore me down, calling me horrific names and even becoming physical. I excused his behavior, because I understood that he thought I betrayed him. I still think that he should have listened to me since he was very mistaken, but I can see why he was angry. We eventually resolved the issue.

    4.) We started fighting all the time. He was always mean and I was always mean back. The main difference: I would call him and a$$ and a jerk while he would actually hurt me. He would insult me about my greatest insecurities because he knew that would hurt me the most – it was more than silly name calling.

    5.) I became very depressed and was not happy with our relationship. I tried to talk to him numerous times, but nothing ever helped. It got to the point where we hadn’t gone out together in about 6 months, and we never talked. I begged him to talk to me and to hang out with me, but it didn’t happen.

    6.) I broke up with him and told him that he could get with anyone he wanted. I made it clear that we could reconsider our relationship after a little while. I slept with a friend of mine (who gave me all the emotional support I needed, but was really just using me). My “ex” flipped and kicked me out…after pushing me, giving me a concussion, and choking me. I realize that I was stupid for not moving out when we broke up, but I had nowhere to go. I didn’t know that he didn’t understand how serious I was about the break up.

    7.) He begged me to come back and I did. He understood the “miscommunication” and I apologized for hurting him. Unfortunately, he is now a raging alcoholic.

    8.) Things have been awful. He is very angry with me because I am a full-time student with a full-time job. He thinks that he should be my number one priority – not school. He also thinks it’s my job to sleep with him every night, but I don’t have the energy (we are physical about two-three times a week, but that’s not enough for him). I don’t have my license right now, so he is also very bitter about giving me rides. He called me a selfish bi?ch, that I thought everyone should cater to my needs, and told me I should just go live with my parents. I started packing and he pushed me and slapped me, even though he told me to leave. He was very drunk.

    9.) He doesn’t know why he hurts me. He says he never used to do it. I think it might be the alcohol, but I don’t know for sure.

    Should I stay with him? Is it right of me to defend him for being abusive sometimes, or is that always unacceptable? I really have been a bitch to him at times, so I don’t know if it’s okay anymore. I never thought I would be in this situation…I just don’t know if it’s really my fault or not.

    • ANSWER:
      I'm sorry to hear about your situation. I'm currently in a relationship that can occasionally be abusive and it's a lot harder than people think. Regardless of being physically hurt, it's not as easy as just breaking up and forgetting about it like people always suggest. Being abused doesn't always make you fall out of love with the person that's hurting you and that's why it's so hard to let go. I also find myself excusing the actions of my fiance, even though there isn't a real excuse for abuse of any kind. I know I'm not really giving you advice, kind of just saying that I know how it is and I'm sorry you're going through it, too. I bet the alcohol plays into it quite a bit. You don't owe him sex every single night, you should make that clear to him. You have a busy life and your main concern can't just be pleasing him.
      My fiance is currently in domestic violence classes that were court ordered, they haven't helped very much, but maybe they would help your boyfriend. There are also anger management classes that might be beneficial.
      I think it sounds like he has control issues and jealousy issues. You should try to help him find the root of his problem. Like was he cheated on before so he feels the need to threaten you and degrade you so much that you think you can't have any better so you won't leave? Did he see his dad abuse his mom, or was he abused himself? There's always a root to the problem and a lot of the time you can find a way to resolve the issue once you know what it is.
      Good luck.
      If you ever need someone to talk to you can tell me your email address.

40. QUESTION:
    How do you think the story should end? This is long btw, im sorry but i really need answers here.?
    1. My aunt was murdered in 2007.
    2. My mother isolated herself every since. This resulted in my parent's divorce and us moving in with a terrible man with the initials MF last summer. haha. Mymother met MF earlier on that year in March...on Facebook. Funny how that works out. >:( Now they're engaged.
    3. Lived there ever since. His lifestyle was far different from ours. His house was filled with dog hair; dusty, very unsanitary. He doesn't pay the bills. He's almost been foreclosed on several times. He's in a lot of debt. And he's the director of energy for a fast food company that shall not be named. So there's no reason for any of that; but anyway... he went to accounting school for God's sake how the heck does this happen, right?
    4. He and I did not get off on a good start. That was to be expected. However, I'm not usually quick to judge. Probably would not have picked up on how terrible of a person he was if he hadn't made me feel isolated from my mother at some point in time (that's another story)...
    5. So my mother began changing. She began losing sight of all of her morals. Before, she wouldnt touch alcohol. She drinks daily, in moderation of course but things could change y'know? she didnt like doing grown up things either... I just i don't know, she's certainly not the same person she was and im not sure that's a good thing...
    6. So we started seeing a different side of MF. He was threatening to kick us out of the house, for one. And has been ever since.

    My mother and he had gotten engaged whilst on a business trip in Florida in late Winter...wth?

    Overtime, the dude has repetitively taken away my mother's phone privilages like a child because he doesn't want her to contact people like my father, her cousin....or the police.
    He has ridiculed everyone in my family.
    I overheard him one time when they were downstairs in their bedroom (did I mention my mother hardly spends time with me anymore?). Exact quote, "God, Shannon. Only one person in the world loves you. ONE." :'(((((((( *this is where you hear i few choice words from me*

    They have quite a few violent arguments. Mom says he hasn't laid a hand on her. But everytime they fight, he always throws some sort of fit and throws something at the wall; something along the lines of that. He's hit my dog a couple of times. Not beaten; just slapped her on the face. She's little; just a little toy poodle going on 9 years old. He's really rough with her too. So I don't see why he wouldn't go after me or my mom. It's not bad, but it could get worse.

    Last week, he went on a business trip to Texas. By his lonesome. He got drunk at the hotel bar (He has a drinking problem, hence my mother's sudden alcohol usage). He gave some chick his room number. What does that tell you?

    He kept a notepad from where he went to relationship counseling with his ex, "BB." He would record his thoughts. He mentioned the term "affairs" several times...

    This past thursday, when I was asleep upstairs; he and my mother had gotten into it again. He went downstairs in the basement bathroom because he has "dietary issues" right? Supposedly, he was born without part of his colon, but that may be a lie he's made up to conceal what I'm about to tell you.
    So anyway, he goes down to the basement bathroom because he's "embarrassed" because he doesn't want to my mother to hear him going to the restroom. Well previously he had told my mother he wasnt going to use that bathroom. So my mother went down there to investigate and she heard popping, crackling noises...
    They argued back and forth. He called her the w word, redneck, white trash among other things. He said he HATED her. "I've never hated anyone more in my f-ing life!" "f you!" y'know, crazy crap of that nature.
    (she was trying to get in the bathroom to see if he was really doing what he says he was. somehow he was able to get up off the frigging toilet to hold both doors of the bathroom shut or whatever... yadayadayada)

    Somewhere along the lines my mother got a whiff of his breath and it smelled just like the bathroom down there. Horrible odor; sort of sweet. Might be what melted plastic, rubber or styrofoam smells like. Are you catching my drift?

    So yeah, we think the man is on crack...

    So what should we do? This is pretty scary if you ask me, after overhearing my father talking to my mother on the phone "On Monday, I'm getting a lawyer... She's not allowed to go back to that house ever again...Why don't you tell her you don't effing love her anymore?"

    Yup. White trash scum the lot of them. This whole situation makes me feel like I live a rough lifestyle haaa.

    So what should happen?

    • ANSWER:
      WHY do you still live there? RUNAWAY or something! CALL THE COPS!!!

41. QUESTION:
    Why is my 2 year old still acting like this?
    My now 2 year old since he was about 1 and a half has been an absolute huge ball of energy. Yes, yes I know...everybody says this is normal; however, I very much disagree because this is alot different types of energy. He has both of his parents, so it isn't as if one is absent. I go to college during the afternoon, which means my son and I stay home until about 11am before he goes to the sitters which has 6 other children his same age. He goes there M-F for about 3 or 4 hours each day and his father goes to work early in the morning and gets off early in the afternoon to pick him up. Most of the time, his father and I get off around the same time. So that is basically summarizing his routine. However, my son has a very destructive attitude. He doesn't get that from either me or his father. He gets angry often and when he gets angry even over small things he does a high pitched scream, throws things, hits me or other people (either punching, slapping, kicking, biting, or picking things up to throw at you) We have watched multiple SuperNanny shows and we truly stick to Time Out. When he goes into timeout he absolutely goes nuts, he throws a huge tantrum that can go on for hours and literally at times we just want to give up and let him out of timeout. Again, these tantrums include all of the above, every time and we will walk away...if he gets up, we correct it quickly and keep putting him back. However, timeout NEVER seems to work. He destroys anything he can get his hands on, he flips over tables and other furniture and when he specifically knows things he isn't supposed to do he makes an effort to DO them as much as he can and he thinks its a game and its funny. I have no idea how he picked up this word (Im assuming from daycare) but now when I tell him not to do something because it is bad......he continuously tells me to "shutup" and "no". He can't sit still for even seconds, he has to be running all the time...I never see him run. I literally cannot turn my back for even a minute or he will be getting into something or destroying something. He figured out the cabinet locks two days after we put them on and refuses to take naps and still when he goes down promptly at 8pm gets up at 5am and doesn't go back down. When I try to give him kisses or hugs he hits me. But then again at times he wants to give love. However, I do not tolerate the abuse, the backtalk...etc. I do use timeout for these everytime and at times I have lost my cool and whooped his butt. I don't like resulting to spanking because I feel it may teach him hitting is okay but sometimes I react without thinking, I just am overwhelmed, clueless and I don't understand why he is acting this way when I am a really calm, cool and laid back person. I have seem many other kids his age of both genders and NONE act the way he does or even reacts the way he does. Can somebody PLEASE help me. Also, we cant take him anywhere anymore. Even going to Wal-Mart gets us dirty looks like we are bad parents because his tantrums carry through half the store and most of the time we have to remove him because of the disturbance....that goes for any store and restaurants are completely out of the question now because of these tantrums and the throwing of food and drinks. Any suggestions?
    Well for those who have answered and asked questions... He is actually 27 months old and he has already figured out how to get out of his pack n play about 2 months ago. So I usually use the couch or the recliner as timeout with no distractions. His babysitter, who is an at home business says that he does very well. I felt like an idiot when I went to interview her and I nonchalantly just slipped in possible problems she may cross and I explained to her that we strictly stick to the timeout method. However, whenever I pick him up she says that he was an 'angel'...which really confuses me.

    Also, yes he has all of his needs met. We like to stick to routine and schedules as much as possible, therefore, he takes 1 nap a day around 1pm and he goes to bed everynight between 8 and 8:30. I say that because he wasn't sleeping through the night good anymore for whatever reason and recently we observe how long his nap time is and if he sleeps about 2 hours we will put him down at 8:30pm.

    • ANSWER:
      Hi, Your son is very Intelligent and has learned how to control both his parents. Following through with disciplining is hard work, but must be done. I'm guessing he's your 1st child. When you put him in time out tell him quickly why he's there and walk away. If he tantrums, ignore. If he leaves, put him back even if it take 20 times. He is controlling all aspects of his life, and he's only two,

      Here's a link to the Super Nanny website, No discipline plan will work unless your both 100% committed to following through every time. Good Luck !

      http://www.supernanny.com/

42. QUESTION:
    So... What do you (emphasize the you) think is wrong with me?
    I am often jittery... Like..... A lot of energy......... But then I get really slow and tired (and no, I haven't been drinking coffee lol). I must have everything in at least a neat pattern and I usually trash my art if it isn't symmetrical... But then I'm really sloppy in a lot of other aspects...
    I sometimes have random images pop into my head that make me... uncomfortable or have something to do with violence.
    I can't concentrate in my classes that well and I've tried continuously to concentrate but it doesn't happen! I have a tendency to add, subtract, multiply, and divide numbers I see (especially during math class lol) to add up to another number next to them like 12:56 5+6+1 equals 12 and stuff like that.
    When I write in English I start to doodle off to the side and have to dang near slapped myself to concentrate on what I was doing! When I write I have to have the right punctuation and proper English.
    I used to have to have the edges right when I folded towels, but I couldn't get them right! So I started coming up with excuses not to do them, and sometimes if I had to do them, I nearly had fits because I couldn't get the edges right! My mom thinks I'm lazy, but I just don't want to try to do something and fail! I have a deep fear of failure.
    When I cook with things like raw chicken and eggs I scrub everything! Even things that were nowhere near the chicken or places I touched! I have to have everything the right way and... I think you get the point (at least I hope so!)...
    p.s. I always check, check, re-check everything....
    No this is not a substitute for going to a psychologist! I just need to know if I should tell my parents...

    • ANSWER:
      Obsessive Compulsive Disorder.
      Maybe with a hint of ADHD...

      Look up OCD. I think it will make you feel better. If not better at least knowing what is wrong will help you feel more more normal as it's very common. If it's not too out of control (it gets worse the longer it's untreated) it is controllable. There are many self help books on this topic I would recommend trying before seeing a psychiatrist or taking meds. Everything you have mentioned points to that diagnosis.

      After you feel comfortable with what you've looked up, definitely share your concerns with your mom. She can't be supportive if she doesn't know or understand.

      Hope this helps...

43. QUESTION:
    Friend masturbating on the phone?
    My boyfriend and I have a mutual male friend.. When my boyfriend and I broke up for a brief period of time earlier this year following some stressful situations on both sides (my niece passed away and his parents were getting divorced- we were both dealing with a lot), this mutual friend had made some attempts at getting together with me but was told that I didn't feel about him that way and he backed off and we remained friends and he remained friends with my boyfriend, as well.

    This friend turned 21 yesterday and I forgot, so I called him this morning to wish him a late happy birthday and he was still drunk from celebrating with his other friends (I did not join him because I was working and my boyfriend is away at school). Midway through the conversation, I realize the friend's voice is sort of ragged and his breathing is harder and I hear a slapping sound in the background. I begin to realize that he is masturbating as we're talking, so I freeze and say "What are you doing?"

    At first he denies doing anything, then after a few minutes he admits that he still has a crush on me and he's drunk and my voice turned him on and he apologizes. I tell him he's disgusting and hang up on him.

    I feel like I should tell my boyfriend that it happened, but I also feel like it will only add unnecessary stress to his life and that, with him being away, he will worry that things are happening when they aren't.

    Would you tell him?

    It's not so much that this friend confessed to having a crush. We already knew he had somewhat of a crush on me because he tried so hard to date me when we were separated, but we'd gotten past that.

    I'm disgusted and feel violated that he was masturbating while on the phone with me. I'm sure if it was reversed, I'd appreciate being told, but my boyfriend is at a very rigid military school and he has to focus on his academics and military training and devote a lot of time and energy into that to succeed and I'm afraid it will create a lot of stress and worry that will distract him from what's best for him.

    • ANSWER:

44. QUESTION:
    Sometimes i wish i was dead?
    Everytime i speak no one understands me. Everytime i plan ahead, something out of the blue hits me backward. Every night i argue with my parents, it has gotten to the point when i start a conversation with them i say don't argue. I pray every night and don't find answers. My grammar is bad and everything i say wrong people correct me. Sure they do this to help me, but a week down the line ill forget what they corrected me on and do it again. Everytime i learn things i forget it a year later. No matter how many times i try to improve my faults something comes out of nowhere and slaps me back on the ground. I have no friends and i'm lonely. I wish i was dead sometimes, but that wouldn't solve anything. I just feel like theirs nothing worth living for. People always tell me live for good friends, a good life, a nice house a car. When in actuality i have tried to have good friends but i can't relate to anyone. People say join clubs when i really don't want to, because none appeals to me. I know people generically would tell me join a club anyways who knows if you'll like it. I used to try talking to people but i'm sick of failing. Everytime i invite someone to hang out i don't fully connect with them like i want to. In the past i connected with people and had fun but nowadays the people i've tried being friends with had the idea that fun is drinking beer and getting wasted. Partially why i'm depressed is i see our world from a heavenly view and see the corruption growing. Even though their is light, i see our government and people acting more like robots, static and heartless. Sure their is some good but finding it is a problem.I grow tired of looking, mostly because my body feels soar and achey all the time. I barely have the energy to walk. Some of you say you should visit a doctor, but i don't have the money(im a college kid). I'm aware their could be free places to go for evaluations but i dont have the gas, the car, the money to do so. Even if i did, i never have the time. I work my booty off to get ahead in life but my sickness or depression thwarts me. Some of you will say go to doctors to get depression medicine, that still won't help. It wouldnt help because it'd give me temporary happiness and it still wouldnt take away my view of this blackened world. Some of you will say go to church, i do. I've went for my whole life but it never reaches me. I volunteer all the time and it still doesn't make me super happy, there was one time it did but that was for an event that was a one time deal. im sick of this life( i will never kill myself because i dont have the mental ability to do so but i wonder sometimes how life would be different if i wasn't here). Family would be sad and that'd be it. Im not super talented at anything, just mediocre so it's really not like impacting anyone in that field
    oh yeah, time doesn't heal all wounds. it hasnt healed for 8 years. I also don't wanna be a fake person and change into a conformist

    • ANSWER:

45. QUESTION:
    What's wrong with my 3 year old son?
    My three year old son is a very loving and social little boy but is often extremely difficult. Although he is sweet and happy most of the time, he also has spells of being very hot tempered and defiant. The director of his preschool told me that she thinks he may need to be evaluated by a doctor because he acts differently than his peers.
    He loves to kiss, hug, pat, have his back scratched, etc. He is slighlty delayed in his language development but not in any other areas. His has 1 brother who is about 18 months younger than he. He is physcially coordinated to the point of amazing adults with his agility. He has been able to focus his eyes on an object and make eye contact since the moment he was born (literally). He seems to be of average intellegence. He is defiant to the point of slapping, kicking, spitting at his teacher when he doesn't want to do something. He is very physical and high energy doesn't like to take time to sleep and eat even though we encourage him and he DOES anyway. He drinks lots of milk sweetened with strawberry syrup that contains red dye.
    Any suggestions on what could be his problem? I plan to have him evaluated anyway.

    • ANSWER:
      get that sugar out of his system

46. QUESTION:
    why does my mom rely on me for everything?
    PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE READ
    I KNOW ITS LONG

    I am a fifteen year old boy living with a single mom and my sweat little sister who has down syndrome. my dad is a drunk who my mom divorced when i was like 6. but starting around when i was 11 my mom started asking me for help writing email for her since she thinks her English is bad but its actually perfect believe me. and we also have always kind of been a little poor so when we have to write letters to well-fare for recertification its actually me who writes them, if my mom wants to make and application for a job i do it. if she has a problem with the phone bill i call and solve the problem. then when i was 13 it started interfering with my child hood pretty bad there would be time during the summer where i wouldn't be able to ply with my friends because I had to help my mom. then if i did chill with my friends at there houses she would call me and tell me to walk home so i can write some kind of letter or something. then it got really bad when i was 14 or 15. she would tell me if i wanted the electric company to cut off service then i should go play with my friends she tells me we need to go to churches and ask for money and if not then she won't let me play or she will start acting up and start slapping her self in the face in front of my sister which i don't think is good for her. and she tells me that i shouldn't have friends and then friends are just going to distract me from doing her work( I swear to god this is all true and i'm not trying to get attention i just need help). now if i skateboard with my friend thirty minutes into me and my friends skating she will call and tell me to come home and ask for money from the churches. i try to tell her that I am not an adult and i need to enjoy my childhood while it lasts and I've only got 3 more years left of it. she just plays the "dad" card and says " well if you had a good dad you wouldn't be in this situation" and i don't even feel like replying t that and telling her thats not my fault i just sit in my room and cry like a little girl.. and all my friends have noticed that i act a little too hyper...maybe thats because my mom never let me play so i can use all my energy...please i need to know why mom does this i am desperate

    • ANSWER:
      cos you hot man

47. QUESTION:
    how do i recognize abuse and stop it?
    i am an injured adult over 18 and living with family. my 19 yr old sister abuses me daily for about a year.. she beats me and hits me every day that she sees he, me curses at me, screams and yells at me, puts me down and degrades me, she calls me many names,she harrases me. she tells me to die and eggs me on to commit suicide.
    she tells me im worthless and that god dosnt love me.
    every day she says odd things to me, everytime i try to talk to her she says doggies ate my brain, over and over
    she dosnt respond but she goes after me to harm me and does things to harrass me when she knows im upset. she saw me crying because of how she treats me and she dosnt care

    what do i do? she also spits at me and throws liquid and drinks at me, breaks furniture and hits me with objects like chairs,curtain rods, wood planks, brooms
    she held a knife to me the other day but i dont think she was going to hurt me with that. i think she was just threatening me, she was like 8 feet away from me with a knife infront of her
    i am scared of her and she verbally abuses me daily and calls me degrading words against women, and she yells at me for being religous
    everytime i walk past her she slaps me and hits me
    she kicks and punches me

    she dosnt tell me why she does this. but she confessed to me she likes watching people suffer.

    i dont know what to do or how to defend myself. i make excuses for her behavior and i pretend its normal or that shell be nice the next day or that its nothing or normal sibling fighting or maybe i did something wrong to her in the past, or maybe i deserve it.
    i feel like a bad person whos worthless, because people treat me worthless.
    i dont know what to do. im scared every day, my hands shake and i cry and cant sleep at night because of the abuse. i cant concentrate anymore because of it

    i have a bad injury and im trying to heal.

    how do i recognize abuse right off the bad and emediately defend myself like going into defense action, or prevent things?

    how do i find out her true intentions? i think she cares about me but she beats me and yells and curses at me, she tells me she will crap in my coffin

    she says horrifying things to me

    how do i have self defense or defend myself

    the cops didnt believe me and they know my parents and they would not help any of the dozen of times i called on family members. my parents do not care and they used to abuse me but they still put me down and dont care about me

    how do i concentrate on what i need to do and myself and still get daily tasks done while shes being abusive. she does not stop she has extreme excess energy that she uses to kick and punch me or sometimes she kicks and punches the air near me pretending to hit me
    she does like a karate jump kick thing towards me pretending she will hurt me and most of the time she actually does hurt me. i dont know if she will hurt me each time. even when she fakes it, but most of the time she actually physically hurts me
    i am physically sick, i have medical conditions and am trying to heal from injuries so me being beaten isnt good to my physical health
    im also developing anxiety and lowe self esteem from this
    i feel like im giving up on myself, and my dreams
    im backing into a corner where she wants me afraid and terrified and isolating myself.

    when i get abused i get low self esteem, i become afraid and have trouble opening up socially, i isolate myself and procrastinate and stop working on my hopes and dreams and i give up on my goals
    i also feel like self injuring myself because of it

    shes home for the summer, what can i do? she never goes out, her entire day i see is surrounded by tormenting me and seeing how much physical abuse she can give me, she gets a rise out of it. she does not go 1 day without putting me down or harrasing me or trying to be violent. she says the most painful things to me

    • ANSWER:
      At 18 years of age you are an adult. Get the police to help you go to a Home for Battered Women, or a Child Abuse Center. Your other option is, next time she hits you, go to the police station, have them make pictures of your injuries, and sign a warrant for her arrest. They have to do it because they are bound by the law. Have a restraining order placed against her so she can't come within 1,500 feet of you. She is also an adult and can be charged. Don't worry what your parents say or think because they have failed to protect you.

      Your other option when she injures you is to go to the emergency room and ask for treatment. It doesn't matter that you're not bleeding to death. Tell the doctor what happened and ask him to call the police. When they arrive, tell them that your life is in danger and you need them to help you get out of the situation.

      I don't recommend fighting because it can cause loads of problems, but in this case, you have a right to defend yourself. Hide a baseball bat or a long STRONG stick, golf club, hockey stick, etc. in your closet. Next time she comes at you, get it and hit her as hard as you can in the ribs, head, or back. She can't do anything but suffer after you have hit her as hard as you can.

      Your sister is either as crazy as a loon, on drugs, or out of control. Regardless of that, YOU HAVE TO GET OUT OF THAT HOUSE NOW! You can get help through various agencies until you get on your feet and are able to make it on your own. I would live in a cardboard box under a bridge before I would spend another minute in that house. When you leave, don't ever look back and don't ever go back. Make your own life and set your goals to reach for the stars. You deserve a loving home and a comfortable life even if it means living alone.

      I was the victim of abuse by my sister and my mother. My mother almost killed me; I ended up in the hospital with a ruptured kidney and heard the doctors tell my dad that I would not live through the night. GET OUT NOW and don't worry about anyone but yourself. Absolutely refuse to ever go back home; you are an adult and nobody can force you to go back into that hell.

48. QUESTION:
    What is the order of eliminations you want to happen on NXT + YWWA Presents GCW Results 3?
    Match 3: The Legacy Continues vs RT

    After PD’s giant plan backfired at the hands of TLC, TLC himself was now booked in perhaps the easiest match of his life. A match with RT. After drinking a bit with Deadman before the match, he still felt confident this match was in the bag. The bell rang and RT ran right for TLC. Unfortunately for him he couldn’t capitalize and was taken right down with a scoop slam. TLC just shooked his head in dissaprovel and pulled RT up. He delivered 3 pounding chops to the chest of RT, making his chest beat red. Then he held him as RT squirmed to try and escape TLC’s clutches. But it was no use. TLC hit him with an inverted backbreaker. RT crawled on his hands and knees in an attempt to escape and TLC just kicked him in the gut several times. Fans began chanting “TLC” as he continued his beating. But then RT actually landed a punch. TLC was caught off guard and a bit dazed. He hit a 2nd punch dazing him up a little more. Then he hit a 3rd shot and it knocked him off his feet. TLC got up quickly and went for a wild punch but RT ducked it and hit an inverted back breaker of his own. Actually putting up a fight with the #1 contender for the world title was shocking. Then he actually set up for TLC’s Legacy Cutter. Fans were on their feet about to witness a possible shocking upset. RT set up for it but TLC threw him off and RT fell hard to the mat. TLC caught his breath for a moment as RT got up, and before TLC even saw him coming RT hit him with a dropkick much like the ones TLC does. RT went for a pin but TLC easily kicked out at a early 2. RT then got a bit overconfident and climbed to the top rope. TLC was getting up and seemed to be completely out of it. But when he reached his feet and RT was at the top, he revieled he was playing possum and dropkicked RT from the top rope down to the mat. Fans applayded that impressive dropkick as they knew the torture that was now ready to come. He began jumping and driving his knees into RT’s face several times. Then he began to drive his knees to the gut of RT. Then came the vicious kicks to every inch of RT. “TLC” chants resumed once more. TLC pulled RT up and held him high in the air as he waited and hit a giant suplex. He pulled RT’s nearly lifeless body up again and threw him into the ropes to return with a back body drop. TLC’s damage was nearly complete. He pulled RT up 1 final time and hit him with a giant spinebuster. Now RT was completely destroyed and fans were cheering TLC on as he looked to finish as he prepared to a Legacy Cutter. He waited and waited but RT was in so much pain he couldn’t get up. So TLC pulled him up and hit 1 of the biggest Legacy Cutter’s he had ever hit. Fans counted the pin as TLC hooked the leg. 1, 2, 3! It was all over. The night from hell intended for TLC turned out to be a night of glory, only building momentum for the title match at No Escape.

    Winner: The Legacy Continues

    Match 4; If Diablo wins he picks Demon’s opponents for the next Breakdown and GCW: Fallen Diablo vs Dark Demon

    In a match that could significantly change the chances of Demon retaining at No Escape, he and Diablo faced off 1 on 1. If Diablo won he’d chose the opponents of Demon for the last Breakdown and GCW before No Escape. The bell rang and Diablo played mind games as Demon tried to circle him. All Diablo did was stay still and stare at Demon. Demon wondered what was going on and fell right into Diablo’s trap. As soon as Demon got close enough Diablo slapped him across the face. Fans cheered as Diablo picked the pace up by jabbing his bitter rival in the jaw several times until he was backed into the ropes. Then Demon hit a knee to the gut of Diablo and Demon had a chance to gain control. He took advantage of it by immediately throwing Diablo shoulder 1st into the post. Diablo held his shoulder and Demon hit him with a back body drop. With Diablo down Demon didn’t waste too much energy and he applied a simple submission hold. A cobra clutch. With Diablo in the center of the ring the struggle already began early in the match. He had to try and crawl to the ropes. He only moved a few inches every 5 seconds or so, and he had to pick up the pace before terrible damage was done early on. He crawled and crawled and soon enough after being stuck in the hold after 30 seconds he made it to the ropes. Demon released the hold and Diablo was prepared to pick the match up right away. He threw Demon between the 2nd and top rope sending him crashing to the floor. Demon slowly made his way up and so did Diablo. Diablo managed to do so 1st so he seized the opportunity. He ran and springboarded off the 2nd rope, turning his body to go over the top and land on Demon onto the floor. The ref started his count. Both men were stirring at 4. By 6 Diablo was up and was about go back in the ring. But when he was halfway in, Demon grabbed Diablo by the legs and pulled him hard back to the outside floor having him land chest 1st on the hard floor.
    rest as PD answer

    • ANSWER:
      YWWA then went to a commercial break as the ref restarted his count. When YWWA returned Demon had not yet lost control. As of now he had Diablo in a sleeper hold but Diablo was fighting out of it. Soon Diablo began elbowing the gut of Demon. After a few shots to the gut Diablo broke the hold and ran behind Demon only to run back and hit a running bulldog. This match was very back and forth. Both struggled to their feet but Diablo got up way before Demon. He even helped Demon up only to send him back down with a scoop slam. Then Diablo made his way to the top rope. Fans rose to their feet and Diablo dropped a top rope legdrop. He went for a big win. 1, 2, kick out. Diablo checked with the ref to make sure it was 2, and when he realized it was he made his way back to the top rope. But by the time he was on the 2nd rope Demon was up and grabbed him and held him high in an electric chair position. With Diablo held up for several seconds finally Demon sent him crashing hard to the mat. Demon hooked the leg as he had a pin. 1, 2, kick out. Demon was angry at that kick out and very physically pulled Diablo back up and set him up for a 2nd electric chair. He held him high in the air again, but when he went to slam him down Diablo countered it into a hurricanrana rollup. 1, 2, kick out! So close yet again. Both reached their feet. Diablo ran and knocked Demon down with a shoulder block. Demon got back up and Diablo did the same thing. Demon got up once more and Diablo ran for a 3rd shoulder block, but instead Demon caught Diablo this time and hit him with a belly to belly. Demon went for another pin. 1, 2, kick out! Demon was livid and wanted the win now. Demon pulled Diablo up and set him up for a finish with the Evil Spirit. But Diablo fought out of it and instead clotheslined Demon over the top rope and to the floor. Demon was furious again and slammed his hand off the table. He then grabbed his Openweight Title and went back in the ring. Not looking for a win but to cause Diablo pain he swung for Diablo’s head. But Diablo ducked it and rolled up Demon. 1, 2, 3! Diablo won! He fled the ring quickly leaving Demon outraged! Now not only did Diablo have a huge advantage with a win over Demon in an amazing match, but he now got to pick Demon’s final 2 opponents the nights before No Escape.

      Winner: Fallen Diablo

49. QUESTION:
    I have to take revenge from my bullying elder sister..please help?
    my bullying elder sister keeps on talking craps about my boyfriend just because she cant stand my relationship...and infact "her boyfriend" once said that he could sell my dad in streets.....i hate her really badd......she gets into my nerves.. every time with small things..i dont even talk to her...coz i dont want a fight in house....or negative energies everywhere...i cant fight the way she does...she is soo heavyy and she can beat me and tear me into pieces...she charges money from me for every small thing...if i drank water from her bottle mistakenly or say if i unknowingly ate her noodles worth 10 rs...she would charge me 10 rs even...i know she is very cheap minded girll.....and her boyfriend too is....they both chit chat about other people and their lives.......its really ridiculous.....and moreover she talks about my boyfriend....i tell you guys a fact...my boyfriend never even had spoken a word to her....still she says craps about my boyfriend...she spits on his name...whenever she wants to torture me...she even pulls my hair and kicks me in my belly...slaps me....beats me with kitchen rolling pins.....i am really sick of staying with her.....but my boyfriend still says that i need to respect her...i cant say him the things she talk about him..coz he wil really feel bad..i want to take revenge from her....please help me.
    you can go through my other question if you wanna know more about my elder sister and her torture....please go through if you have time...i really want a revenge now....i cant stand it any more...i really love my boyfriend...and i cant stand if it comes to him...i can handle my situation but not his...

    • ANSWER:

50. QUESTION:
    i have to take revenge from my bullying elder sister badly......?
    my bullying elder sister keeps on talking craps about my boyfriend just because she cant stand my relationship...and infact "her boyfriend" once said that he could sell my dad in streets.....i hate her really badd......she gets into my nerves.. every time with small things..i dont even talk to her...coz i dont want a fight in house....or negative energies everywhere...i cant fight the way she does...she is soo heavyy and she can beat me and tear me into pieces...she charges money from me for every small thing...if i drank water from her bottle mistakenly or say if i unknowingly ate her noodles worth 10 rs...she would charge me 10 rs even...i know she is very cheap minded girll.....and her boyfriend too is....they both chit chat about other people and their lives.......its really ridiculous.....and moreover she talks about my boyfriend....i tell you guys a fact...my boyfriend never even had spoken a word to her....still she says craps about my boyfriend...she spits on his name...whenever she wants to torture me...she even pulls my hair and kicks me in my belly...slaps me....beats me with kitchen rolling pins.....i am really sick of staying with her.....but my boyfriend still says that i need to respect her...i cant say him the things she talk about him..coz he wil really feel bad..i want to take revenge from her....please help me.
    you can go through my other question if you wanna know more about my elder sister and her torture....please go through if you have time...i really want a revenge now....i cant stand it any more...i really love my boyfriend...and i cant stand if it comes to him...i can handle my situation but not his...

    • ANSWER:
      GEEEEE why did your parents raise you both to be such bitter enemies and not loving friends like other parents do? Your parents have really let you both down and FAILED you completely!
      Can you undo your crappy parenting by loving and respecting your sister like normal siblings?