Holy fucking shit!

Melissa Ferrick-Home

I had a panic attack six hours ago.

You see, my nephew is talking back to his mom, my mom and even me!

He thinks everything is a fucking joke, he always has to have the last word and he always keeps running his little foul mouth.  He's eight, I think?

He's been complaining that his mom doesn't get him anything.  Even though he has a kinect game thing, an x-box 360, nerf guns and toys, and a fucking PHONE!

It hurts me (and pisses me off to no end!) to see him right now and what he'd become when he gets older.

He has threatened me two times.  Once in front of his mother and she gave him an earful.

And I'm scared.  I am fucking scared of what he's going to become.

But it's not my place to do anything about it because he's not my son (Thank God!!!!!!!!!!).

At 11, my sister made him take a shower and told him to watch a show.  I didn't know what they were talking about because I was watching Conan.

He gets out of the shower, sis tells me to put on the show and it's about these 12-18 teens that are little pieces of shits, right? And they are given a little tour of where they would end up if they kept walking the wrong path they were on.  By the end, they're supposed to "see the light" and change their ways and if they don't, well then they're just a lost cause.

Anyway, my mom said that I should have been sent there.  My heart starts to beat faster and faster.  I rush to the bathroom and start poking my heart with two fingers and try to feel for a pulse (don't ask why!).  My arms start to feel numb and tingly.  My hands start shaking.  My breathing starts picking up and starts to get shallow. 

I did a quick Google and found out that I was having a panic attack.  For five minutes, I thought I was having a heart attack.

I talked to my sister and she said, "you're crazy!".

Yeah........

I don't know why I get so surprised each time.

After talking to someone (Kristin) I've calmed down.

I'm going to try and sleep now...