And No One Stopped Them | Part 9
My Damaged Family Implodes and a New Monster Emerges
After leaving everything familiar, it all goes tits up
My family, already limping along and damaged, not that any of us realised it, pretty much came unglued within minutes of arriving in Calgary. Everything blew up and it was all wrong, wrong, wrong.
My mother went to work full time, leaving me alone with Paul and allowing him to torment me more than ever out of school times.
My dad lost his job almost immediately and began to drink heavily, unleashing his drunken rage on me in the afternoons before my mother got home from work. It was bad enough I’d always had to worry about Paul and my mother, but I couldn’t believe that my father had become hurtful, too.
To top it off, I had not made any friends. And I didn’t fit in at school.
Everywhere I turned, Life had become unbearably cold and painfully lonely. I ached to be back in Regina where I could go to my friends’ houses and I had some means of escaping the constant criticism and fear I endured at home.
I ached for the little bits of happiness I’d managed to carve out for myself back home, before everything got so horrible and ugly.
