The main downside to my c***dhood was not the amount of fucking and sex I was exposed to, but my mothers horrible existence, she was hooked on d**gs a...nd most of her earnings were gone the next day and I would skip classes to look after her.One day I left school and saw her waiting for me, which was unusual, as she liked to stay away from these places and have the least association with my life and draw unnecessary attention and bad comments.I went across to her and as I approached she turned. She mentioned it was a little chilly. I went in and got a nice quilt and gave t to her. She put it over her legs. The devil in me woke up again.After a while, I put up my legs on the couch and mentioned yeah it is little chilly aunty. To this she immediately responded by extending the quilt. Now both our feet where under the quilt some inches away. I kept shifting and inching towards her. Eventually I touched her feet with mine, and immediately apologized. After some time I started stretching. When she came in eve to meet me she saw my condition and was very angry to me for neglecting my health and went away in angry I kept calling her but every time she used to cut it.One day she called me in afternoon and on this day my parents yelled at me for the same so was my mood off when she called I didn’t picked up and she kept trying many times but didn’t reply to her..She immediately came to my house to inquire that is everything ok or not but me stupid yelled at her so badly that she. "Okay," shesays. She looks at me. "We will get through this sweetie. Try andremember we love you." She leaves.The doctor puts a light in my eyes, checks out my head. "Well, physicallyyou seem like you are recovering. Now for the memory. What do youremember?"I think for a minute. Can I tell him I was a man an hour ago? No. I say,"I was... Hurt?" I shake my head. "I am sorry, I just don't remember." Okay," he says. "Don't let it worry you right now, focus on trying toget better. I will have them.