About 15 years ago I had to call 911 on my mother for drinking and driving. She, my sister and I were all supposed to go out for dinner. My mom was supposed to drive. She picked my up first, I got in her car and could tell immediately she was completely wasted. I had to jump out of the car while she was backing up and she drove away. It was a sad day, but I had to call the cops cos I was afraid she was gonna kill herself or someone else if I did nothing. Shortly after that we stopped communicating at all.
This post was edited by Benedict Arnold at March 8, 2019 6:46 AM MST