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To: Alex MG who wrote (497695)	8/28/2022 12:48:36 PM
From: epicure	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 542043

I am so sorry about your mom. Women were under tremendous pressure in the 50's,60's, 70's and 80's- not all are cut out to be homemakers and breeders and society was brutal about women who chose the "wrong" options or who couldn't hack the "right" ones- and it was even worse for women like your mom who were supposed to do it all alone (like that fucking Enjoli commercial from the 80's) My adoptive mom worked and should never have tried to raise a child- but she got so much pressure she did. It drove her more mental then she already was. While we haven't accepted mental illness as disease the way we should, the narratives are a lot kinder now. We're heading in the correct direction.

To: Alex MG who wrote (497695)

8/28/2022 3:37:57 PM

From: koan

Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 542043

I had the same experience with my mom.

Just as I was finishing graduate school, I got a letter from my mom saying I had told her if she ever needed me to let her know. She told me she was in big trouble.

I was on the Alaskan Pipeline earning school money in the laborers union. I quit and flew to her side. Her husband had left her for another woman and stolen all the money and she was really crippled by arthritis and so scared as she grew up in abject poverty.

She had coins stuffed all over the house.

I did not know what to do. She was totally psychotic, and yet she was still trying to go to work. It was horrible to watch. I got her on disability, so she didn't have to work, but it wasn't much.

An she had a terrible lawyer who was just bleeding her last few funds.

A public health psychiatrist really helped her, get better and my old friend Robert Herr, a top lawyer in San Francisco, who did the Giants deal took over and got her the house.

I remember phoning him and saying:" remember how good mom was to us, well she is in big trouble". He brought the full weight of that law major law firm down on his ass.

And it was in 1980 and interest rates were so high it took two years to sell the house, and I stayed with her and then moved her to Alaska and took care of her the rest of her life.

She finally came back to a form of sanity, but she was never the same. She helped me raise my younger daughter as I had to support two households now.

My mon was just too smart and sensitive for this cruel world, but she sure helped my daughter to live a good life with her wise teachings of kindness.

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I noticed the TV was still hot when I got home from school.

Those vacuum tubes did get hot back in the day, LOL

BTW, I shouldn't really have said I grew up in an idyllic setting

It was all good for awhile but the teenage years were kinda brutal... with my single mom having to be admitted to a mental hospital for electric shock therapy after attempting suicide... well they don't call it shock therapy anymore... there's a more sanitary medical phrase for it now... ECT

But anyway, I would rather grow up in the school of hard knocks, than be a pampered asshole like a fucker carlson or a shit stain trump