Home was hard. My parents cared, but it was hard at times. My mom was the only one working and my dad stayed home to watched my brother and myself. But my dad would drink all day and would occasionally get mad over the littlest things. I remember to this day my dad got mad at me because my grades weren't high enough (still in elementary school). He smacked me a crossed the face and I hit the wall. I can still feel the sting on my left cheek. I also remember when my parents fight, furniture would be every where. The earliest parts of my life was hard.
I am going through a dark time in my life right now. My parents are fighting and threatening divorce. None of them are talking to me or my brother. It brings back bad and painful memories of my childhood. I just need to get this out to help me get through a tough part that I hope isn't going to last long.