My father was an alcoholic and the day my mother found out that he was having an affair with a woman who was now pregnant with his child, she bravely filed for a divorce. A brave decision given that she wasn’t in the best position financially and she had two daughters to look after.

My father disappeared from our life. He met us once every five or seven years 😒. My mother had a hard job ahead of her which she carried out to perfection. Unfortunately (and looking back I don’t blame her for it), she used to be in an agitated, anxious and angry mood at all times. My search for a father figure started back then and stopped only after I had managed to completely self-destruct.

My sister got married when I turned 18 and at her insistence, I moved in with her after her marriage which turned out to be a decision I would regret for the rest of my life.

From a fun-loving teenager, I turned into a monster and turned the life of a lot of people around me (including mine) into a nightmare! Eventually, the dust settled in the lives of the people I had unsettled but my personal nightmare went on for the next 20 years.

I don’t know if I will have the courage to write about what I did and how life unfolded but I will only know that tomorrow when I have to keep my word to @medhashri since I am a part of a workshop where I have to write one post a day for a week…

To be continued… Hopefully, if I have the courage to write what’s next.