impulseoctane
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Hey AM, haven't posted in a while, and it's been even longer than that since I've posted in the "general" section.
Either way, I don't really even know why I'm doing this - I just have no one to talk to - and I don't know that I really need someone to talk to so much as to just get this all down in ink, if for no reason other than I personally need to see it "on paper".
Before I start, this is a very true story, and includes very real people. It's a sensitive subject, and I guess I just want to know what you would do if you were me - because I'm clueless right now.
Anyway, my girlfriend of two years and I haven't been in the "best" of shape lately. We've been fighting quite a bit and just not getting along well. About the last month or so. We're both early 20's, and not living together.
Last weekend we decided to put our best foot forward and move on together and try our best to keep each other, and ourselves, happy. Tonight, I skipped out on watching MNF with my buddies and showed up to where she was and surprised her just to say hi and hang out with her for a little bit.
All went well, and we ran some errands together and just had fun, like we used to, which was awesome. Towards the end of the night, we got into an issue with my work schedule. She didn't like that I was working on a particular day, and I got upset because we were trying to avoid these little things, and I just felt that to fight over a work schedule wasn't worth it.
I left, and she went home, to her parents house, and I went back to my place.
She called me before I got home and continued on a little bit, and we once again just hung up and went about our business.
I was in the middle of trying to figure out why the hell the smoke detector was going off at my house (batteries suck) and I had two missed calls. So, I immediately called her back, and she couldn't speak a coherent word. All I heard was a mix of what sounded like screaming, crying, and vomiting. Then, the call ended from her end.
I ran out to my car to go see her and figure out what was going on (only about 10 mins away). I called a second time on my way, and got the same incoherent, scary, noises. And again, the call ended.
I made it to her house as quickly as I could, and as I turned onto her road, I got a call from her, so I answered with "What the hell is going on, where are you, and are you ok?" Her mother was on the other end and said "I was never welcome at their residence again and I was going to hell".
Now, at this point I'm on her street, and frankly, I'm confused as ****. I show up to the house, and her father is in the road. He tells me to "GTFO or he'll kill me" .. I ask him what's going on, and if she's ok. He replies with a similar threat, and lunges at my car. I start driving away as I see flashing lights coming down the road.
Had it been a cop, I probably, in all honestly, would have booked it. Who knows what he would have said. (mind you I've never had a problem with this family - ever)
It was an ambulance though, and I immediately turned around and went back to the residence. Then paramedics and police, along with a second ambulance showed up. I was pulled from my car by police and searched, as was my car, with no rhyme or reason. Then I saw my girlfriend being pulled down the stairs by paramedics, in a stretcher. She was put in the ambulance, and I was forced to leave.
All I was told is that she took a bunch of pills, and had some wine.
This was all at about 1 am, and it's about 5:15 am, and I can't sleep or anything. I'm scared ****less, and full of all kinds of questions and emotions.
She tried to kill herself (and as much as it makes me nauseous to say it, she may have, as I haven't heard from any one in the family and nobody will answer my calls).
I don't know what's going on, I don't know what to do, and I don't know what's going to happen.
Like I said, I really don't even know why I posted this, but I just had to get it out onto paper, and figured any advice I could get in the process would (hopefully) make things a little easier.
Either way, I don't really even know why I'm doing this - I just have no one to talk to - and I don't know that I really need someone to talk to so much as to just get this all down in ink, if for no reason other than I personally need to see it "on paper".
Before I start, this is a very true story, and includes very real people. It's a sensitive subject, and I guess I just want to know what you would do if you were me - because I'm clueless right now.
Anyway, my girlfriend of two years and I haven't been in the "best" of shape lately. We've been fighting quite a bit and just not getting along well. About the last month or so. We're both early 20's, and not living together.
Last weekend we decided to put our best foot forward and move on together and try our best to keep each other, and ourselves, happy. Tonight, I skipped out on watching MNF with my buddies and showed up to where she was and surprised her just to say hi and hang out with her for a little bit.
All went well, and we ran some errands together and just had fun, like we used to, which was awesome. Towards the end of the night, we got into an issue with my work schedule. She didn't like that I was working on a particular day, and I got upset because we were trying to avoid these little things, and I just felt that to fight over a work schedule wasn't worth it.
I left, and she went home, to her parents house, and I went back to my place.
She called me before I got home and continued on a little bit, and we once again just hung up and went about our business.
I was in the middle of trying to figure out why the hell the smoke detector was going off at my house (batteries suck) and I had two missed calls. So, I immediately called her back, and she couldn't speak a coherent word. All I heard was a mix of what sounded like screaming, crying, and vomiting. Then, the call ended from her end.
I ran out to my car to go see her and figure out what was going on (only about 10 mins away). I called a second time on my way, and got the same incoherent, scary, noises. And again, the call ended.
I made it to her house as quickly as I could, and as I turned onto her road, I got a call from her, so I answered with "What the hell is going on, where are you, and are you ok?" Her mother was on the other end and said "I was never welcome at their residence again and I was going to hell".
Now, at this point I'm on her street, and frankly, I'm confused as ****. I show up to the house, and her father is in the road. He tells me to "GTFO or he'll kill me" .. I ask him what's going on, and if she's ok. He replies with a similar threat, and lunges at my car. I start driving away as I see flashing lights coming down the road.
Had it been a cop, I probably, in all honestly, would have booked it. Who knows what he would have said. (mind you I've never had a problem with this family - ever)
It was an ambulance though, and I immediately turned around and went back to the residence. Then paramedics and police, along with a second ambulance showed up. I was pulled from my car by police and searched, as was my car, with no rhyme or reason. Then I saw my girlfriend being pulled down the stairs by paramedics, in a stretcher. She was put in the ambulance, and I was forced to leave.
All I was told is that she took a bunch of pills, and had some wine.
This was all at about 1 am, and it's about 5:15 am, and I can't sleep or anything. I'm scared ****less, and full of all kinds of questions and emotions.
She tried to kill herself (and as much as it makes me nauseous to say it, she may have, as I haven't heard from any one in the family and nobody will answer my calls).
I don't know what's going on, I don't know what to do, and I don't know what's going to happen.
Like I said, I really don't even know why I posted this, but I just had to get it out onto paper, and figured any advice I could get in the process would (hopefully) make things a little easier.