budlover13
King Tut
It's quite a long story but I'll condense as much as possible.
My sister, who is 2 yrs. older than me, was married to her first husband from 1995-2003. He was the pastor of a small country church and of course, she was his assistant. They were a very happy couple and had their lives on track. Her husband, Tim, was a great man that stuck by his convictions but never judged. Right after their 8th anniversary he went for a Sunday afternoon drive and was killed in a head-on with a DUI driver. My sister was almost done with nursing school and flipped out, understandably. She somehow kept herself together long enough to complete her last semester of nursing school.
The last 7 yrs have been a rollercoaster for her. She became an alcoholic, began stealing medication, lost two jobs and was losing her house, and attempted suicide in 2008. She's a nurse and did it right, but I happened to stop by and found her. She was in a bad relationship at the time, but pulled through with only some side-effects(seizures and loss of roughly half of liver and kidney function).
In the last 2 years have been better for her. She got out of the bad relationship, moved back in with Mom & Dad, fought her alcoholism, but still embraces prescriptions(she's tight with her dr. and can just call for pretty much what she wants). She began attending church again and finally went on a date with a man from the church.
This is where it gets weird.
This guys name is Tim, same as her first husband. They were born on the same day, same year, same age. Both from this area. They went on 1 date, and got engaged!
They were engaged for about 6 weeks and got married yesterday. They've both gone "holier than thou" on me even though they knew I was a MMJ patient before they ever met. He and his 2 brothers, all of them 6'+ and 275-325lbs, want to kick my butt because my sister is mad at them and who KNOWS what she has told them. When she started busting my balls relentlessly, I busted hers right back and pointed out her "problems" that she now says are in the past and called her a hypocrite. He just stood there and didn't even defend her.
ANYWAY, so here I sit, trippin' on the situation but calm inside because I know where I stand and have the support of the majority of my family(except my other brother-in-law who is so square he says "human fecal matter" instead of shit). It has been very therapeutic sitting here typing. If you read it and have an opinion, idea, or comment, right on. I can get into more detail, but dinner is ready right now.
My sister, who is 2 yrs. older than me, was married to her first husband from 1995-2003. He was the pastor of a small country church and of course, she was his assistant. They were a very happy couple and had their lives on track. Her husband, Tim, was a great man that stuck by his convictions but never judged. Right after their 8th anniversary he went for a Sunday afternoon drive and was killed in a head-on with a DUI driver. My sister was almost done with nursing school and flipped out, understandably. She somehow kept herself together long enough to complete her last semester of nursing school.
The last 7 yrs have been a rollercoaster for her. She became an alcoholic, began stealing medication, lost two jobs and was losing her house, and attempted suicide in 2008. She's a nurse and did it right, but I happened to stop by and found her. She was in a bad relationship at the time, but pulled through with only some side-effects(seizures and loss of roughly half of liver and kidney function).
In the last 2 years have been better for her. She got out of the bad relationship, moved back in with Mom & Dad, fought her alcoholism, but still embraces prescriptions(she's tight with her dr. and can just call for pretty much what she wants). She began attending church again and finally went on a date with a man from the church.
This is where it gets weird.
This guys name is Tim, same as her first husband. They were born on the same day, same year, same age. Both from this area. They went on 1 date, and got engaged!
ANYWAY, so here I sit, trippin' on the situation but calm inside because I know where I stand and have the support of the majority of my family(except my other brother-in-law who is so square he says "human fecal matter" instead of shit). It has been very therapeutic sitting here typing. If you read it and have an opinion, idea, or comment, right on. I can get into more detail, but dinner is ready right now.