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Chapter 1 Pages 1-3: My Dad
1 year ago · · Family,
If you ever want to hear about a father of the year my dad is your guy...
A year before I was conceived this individual was very unhappy with his marriage. He for some.reason found a happy spot and decided to have personal time with my mom. A few weeks later with anger and strife they had a massive arguement and even though my mom was pushed through a glass door she was the one who was sent downtown and my grandmother and uncle met her there to pick her up. After that happen was when she found out I was growing inside.
During these wonderful nine months my dad took a "chill" from the anger and rage he had projected. Ah well that didn't stop it though from getting bottled capped with mentos inside. When I was brought into the world my dad may have softened up because well when you have an infant anger is a frowned upon behavior. As I was being taken care of the "relation" of my parents was decent come to find out. Until four years later that I know of, once again my dad had a tender moment with my mom for what he says was the last time.
Then nine months later my little brother came into the world. In the few months leading up to his entrance my dad had found internet chess and began destroying things. Someone helped provide furnishings for my little brother and he destroyed that. He punched some holes and broke a table. I was fortunate to have wonderful grandparents to stay with while my dad did his thing.
After little brother came into the world once more things subsided, unfortunately again the anger built. Once more the arguing and destruction picked up. My little brother and I kept each other good company while my parents were at it. When I reached sixth grade we had to move into my grandmother's house (his mom's) due to alzheimers coming full force. Thankfully for that my dad was more occupied with work and taking care of her than playing chess as far as I knew. Then the time came we had to take my grandmother to the nursing home.... After that he purchased a mac computer and the pint up anger and rage was released. He made the dragon from Lord of the Rings look like child's play. Every. Single. Night. He was playing, cursing, slamming things, possibly breaking things too. This continued for four years that would be every day and every night through my high school experience. Could yall see where this is going here...
After I graduated high school I found a job and moved he was not happy I moved. He was not happy that I wouldn't work near the house nor stay at the house.
At this point I was beginning college. I came back to the house often. When I did it was no longer at the peak it was at. Unfortunately though I still happen to care there when it was terribly bad. I ended up going back for a couple years. That was not one of my greatest ideas yet it was the convenient option. My dad's behavior has fluctuated ever since I graduated high school then again at college.
Recently though. Especially today (4/15) my mom is getting a stress test done. And by chance what is my dad doing as we wait.. you betcha! Playing chess on his phone, with suddle anger and violence. Saying unspeakable things under his breath and slamming his phone on his leg. We are in public and he's creating an environment that is uncomfortable for all the folk waiting in the waiting area. I am embarrassed by his behaviour and his lack of care. I have been embarrassed by him for a long time any and every time he's shown up for anything in my life. I've always felt like I need to defend anywhere I am due to him and I have to explain or excuse him for his behaviour or something. I think this is all I can muster now. I'll continue later. -AL