I have a younger brother named Mike. He is the epitome of a man-child and a mama’s boy, constantly moaning and expecting people to submit to him. Simply said, an asshole. My parents have been overly concerned with him since he was born. He does not have special needs, nor did he have a traumatic delivery. He was newly born. And my parents utterly rejected me. My mother especially. She transformed from a loving mother to one of those boy mommies mocked on the internet…Click Here To Continue Reading>> …Click Here To Continue Reading>>
My father still loved and supported me, but he’s never been brave enough to stand up to my mother and let me win at least once. My grandfather (76M) was the only one who stuck up for me; he constantly called my parents out on their lies and disliked my brother. I remind him of his late wife, my grandmother, and we have a really special link, but he lives on the opposite side of the nation, so I seldom see him very frequently.
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Mike is well aware of our mother’s preference for him and enjoys shoving it in my face. We’ve had disagreements because of this, as well as his behavior. He’s a spoiled brat and a terrible person. I can’t recall how many times I got in trouble because I outperformed him or because he accused me of anything. His only talent is his football ability. He received a scholarship to a nice institution out of state. My parents didn’t pay for my college since my fund was reportedly utilized to meet bills after a fire, only to discover years later that the money was handed to Mike to buy a car and a house.
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It was at the public university that I met Lucas. He was the first person I was drawn to there. Of course, I met new people who are now my dearest friends, and thanks to them and Lucas, who was my best friend for years before we got together, I managed to move out of my parents’ house. Now both Lucas and I are well-known in our fields and have very good salaries.
Now to the key point. Lucas proposed to me one year ago. We’re pretty private people, so we didn’t share it on social media or anything, and when I told my parents, they dismissed it with a “that’s nice” (I’m beginning to suspect they didn’t listen to me at all). We opted on a pleasant, simple ceremony and reception with our friends and relatives.
Lucas urged me to invite my parents and brother, but they never responded. When I went to visit and started talking about my wedding (without admitting it was a wedding), my mother would always speak over me and describe my brother’s accomplishments and crazy adventures. I became tired up with it and interrupted my mother to tell her about an event I was trying to host with an unmovable date. She informed me that they would be unable to come because my brother was playing his final game of the season on the same day and had requested their presence.
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Of course, this favoritism didn’t surprise me: they missed my ballets, shows, and both my high school and university graduation for things about him. At this point, I wanted to be petty. I told both my parents that it wasn’t a problem to miss this event, purposely omitted the fact that this event was my wedding, and didn’t insist further. READ FULL STORY HERE>>>CLICK HERE TO CONTINUE READING>>>
I recently got married. It was perfect. My family, Lucas’ family, and our friends all attended, and we had a great day. My grandfather was delighted to give me away, and it was simply right. My relatives asked me several times why my parents were not among us. I was honest and just stated that they were unable to attend my brother’s game. They gave me a few stares, and my grandfather was plainly angry for a moment, but nothing unusual occurred.
Lucas and I left for our honeymoon after the wedding and didn’t use our phones for the entire vacation. However, when we returned, we saw that a storm had welcomed us home. I switched on my phone and was unable to unlock it before a flood of notifications appeared. Most of them came from my mother and brother. Mike called me ugly things and abused me because one of my paternal aunts uploaded images of the wedding on Facebook and tagged them with a very obvious dig at my parents (particularly my mother) for missing it. The post went viral in my parents’ community, and they have been publically chastised for mistreating me.
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It also turns out that my grandpa personally visited my parents to go on a tirade to shame my father, his son, to the point of tears. And this seemed to be my father’s breaking point, because he was so distraught for missing his only daughter’s wedding and for his father’s disapproval, that he finally rebelled against my mom and is threatening divorce unless she makes it up to me. I think that’s the reason why my mom has been spamming my phone with messages, at first insulting and threatening and then downright pitiful, full of begging and pity parties.
Now I’m at home with my husband, debating how to handle the situation. Most of my relatives, including those I did not invite to the wedding, have contacted me to apologize for what I went through and to claim they had no idea this was going on at home (I can’t blame any of my relatives; they all live with my grandfather on the other side of the country or in another state), but my mother’s sisters and friends are mocking me for not informing her about the wedding because she is now distraught at the thought of missing my wedding. Personally, I believe she is merely claiming it to preserve face, but I am not sure.
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My father and mother’s most recent texts appear to be deeply disappointed and hurt because they missed my wedding. My family is now divided on three fronts: the majority who support me, my maternal aunts who shame me for hurting my mother’s sentiments, and my maternal grandparents who insist that I forgive my mother in light of her “atonement.” My best friends are telling me not to listen to them.
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Mother left everyone in disbelief after they heard her excuse why she left her baby alone with pit bull only for the dog to chew on the child’s hands and leave her without 5 fingers!
The young mother, later identified as Chloe, was arrested and charged with neglect after leaving her baby daughter with pit bull. The dog reportedly chewed on the baby’s hand when she left her alone, resulting in the girl losing 5 fingers.
Three of the fingers on the girl’s left hand were fully amputated and two fingers on her right hand were partially amputated. The incident left neighbors startled and in disbelief.
The mother reportedly left her 3-month-old baby alone with the dog so she could take a shower. During and interview with investigators, the 21-year-old mom said that she was feeling ill and put the little girl in her bassinet before heading to the bathroom, per reports.
The woman then turned on the shower and turned it back off again when she heard the baby girl scream. Chloe then found the 3-month-old pit bull puppy chewing on the baby’s hands. She wrapped the baby’s hands in cloth and called 911…Click Here To Continue Reading>> …Click Here To Continue Reading>>
You just don’t. Thank God the baby’s still alive,’ neighbor, Kecia said. NBC2 reports the three-month-old puppy that was just brought into the home less than 24 hours earlier after the mother coming across a post for the dog on Facebook.
The mother was charged with child neglect following a four-month-long investigation. Investigators in bringing charges forward said the mother kept changing stories as to why she left the baby alone with the pit bull.
The puppy was quarantined as part of protocol following a bite. The pit bull passed the quarantine and was transferred to the Animal Welfare League.
As the baby recovers with family members, the mother, who posted $7,500 bond, was granted supervised visitation. This incident remains under investigation.
The resulting diagnosis was shocking and horrifying: acute disseminated encephalomyelitis, or ADEM.
This extremely rare condition causes brain swelling, and Ellis now has repeated seizures as a result.
ADEM is a little-understood disease that can begin from even a small infection.
It causes negative reactions to the white matter of the brain, which then affects the body’s immune system.
The result is a severe allergic reaction that involves attacking the immune system and the eroding of nerves’ protective layers.
This condition tends to affect different people in different ways, meaning it is usually impossible for doctors to provide an accurate prognosis – as is the case with Ellis.
It is unsure whether Ellis will recover, how severe his condition is, or if he will have any long-term effects from it.
After the AEDM diagnosis, Ellis was placed in a medically-induced coma and rushed to the Leeds General Infirmary.
A week later, another scan revealed that the swelling was no longer just in Ellis’ brain – it was beginning to make its way down his spine.
He was also having mini-seizures due to the brain swelling. But it’s not all bad news – after a while of being on a ventilator, Ellis is able to breathe on his own again.
The Sick Children’s Trust has put up Ellis’ family, including his three brothers, the youngest of which still doesn’t know what is really happening to Ellis.
Ellis, meanwhile, is still in a coma with his parents by his bedside as he receives the 24/7 care that he needs.
It is still unknown whether Ellis will recover fully or not, but doctors are doing everything they can to provide information to his worried family.
It’s expected that Ellis will be at the hospital for at least a couple of months, and will then need constant care at home once he is able to leave.
In order to ease the financial strain, family and friends, as well as Ellis’ school Clayton St John CE Primary School, have been working hard to raise funds for the family.
Ellis is a strong, tough boy and everyone is rooting for him and hoping for his recovery.
A fundraiser for the family with a £5,000 target goal has been set up, and around 92% of funds have been raised at the time of writing.
If you’d like to donate to the cause, you can do so at their JustGiving page.
Losing a child can be a devastating event, no matter what age.It is, however, universally agreed upon that it is worse when the child is lost at such a young age.
Sadly, this sort of early death is expected for some families, due to the circumstances that their child is involved in.
Despite the advancement of modern medicine, there are still plenty of children who suffer from severe health problems from either a young age or even from birth. These children are often predicted to not survive very long.
This latest bout of illness seemed to be the last one she could handle – the girl was forced to stay in the hospital for seven weeks, completely dependant on life support.
It was at this point that Colleen Banton, her mother, was forced to make a heartbreaking decision.
In the interest of not prolonging her daughter’s suffering, she opted to keep the ventilator off the next time her daughter was strong enough to breathe on her own.
It was essentially plugging the plug for the girl – by this point, Colleen had decided that should her daughter’s time had come, then there was no use in delaying the inevitable.
While praying with friends and family who had come out to support this mother, Colleen was suddenly called over to a nearby monitor by the pediatrician nurse.
There, her attention was directed to the bright light that had appeared in front of the door to the pediatrician unit.
Astonished, Colleen took a quick photo of it with her camera, then went to check this strange light in person.
Oddly enough, it wasn’t there physically.
A miracle occurred shortly thereafter – three days later, Chelsea was well enough to return home once again.
Colleen is convinced that the figure was an angel who helped her daughter.
Chelsea would then go on to live for another 7 more years before passing away in 2015, at the age of 21.