It all started at the age of 5 years old in kindergarten. I wasn't the average kind of boy you expected me to be. I would have these rages that would scare people, including me. I would end up hurting someone else and also myself sometimes. I would yell obcenities at my mother. One thing that still puzzles me to this very day is that back then my mother was always my victim. I would get into fights with her, hitting her, spatting at her and other horrible things which I do regret. But that was long ago and now as a punishment to me, at least I think, my mother has an anuerysm. Over the last five years my mother had nothing but splitting headaches and teeth-grinding migranes. I thought it was me that caused the anuerysm, because of all the stress that I caused and gave her.
But weeks later, I accepted the fact that it wasn't my fault. Now, my mother has forgotten everything and day by day my grandmother and I would teach her everything that she forgot, like, driving, cooking, reading, writing, spelling and remembering her family members.
After months of hard work, it finally paid off. She is back to the way she was, as if she never had the anuerysm at all.
I would have to say that that was the most enjoyment that I shared with one of my parents. I'm proud that I was there for my mother and there to help her pull through the dilemmas that faced her. Also, I do regret what I did years ago to my mother. Still to this day, that pain that I caused her is still chewing at my heart every single day.
But, overall, I have learned my lesson!