It was a tense winter living in a trailer. Everyone was underfoot no matter where they went. My parents were more and more hostile towards each other. Finally, my mom put her foot down and told my dad to leave. She had us kids, she had a place to live, she had a job and she had the support of people she met in town. Needless to say my dad was extremely unhappy with this proposition. I remember him waking me up one morning, telling me that my mom was kicking him out. He asked if I wanted him to try find a place to live nearby so he could still see us and if I would live with him and being the bitter adolescent I was, I said no I don't want you to live nearby, I don't want to live you and I believe I even said I don't love you. Talk about a deadly blow; no parent wants their child to say "I don't love you". He slapped me in the face and stormed out of the house. Don't judge him for that people. I was able to see a different side of him when I didn't have him constantly telling me what was wrong with the situation; he blamed my mom for everything. He never saw fault with his own actions or words, he would justify everything. But like I said, taking a step back and having a more objective view made me bitter and angry at him.
My siblings and I still went to camp near our old home and my dad made a point of showing up nearly everyday to see us and talk to us. Most kids don't want to see their parents that whole week they are at camp; they just want to have fun with their friends. I would hide in the girls' dorm when someone would tell me that my dad was there. And I would only leave when I had a different activity to attend and only in a group of my friends. He was not happy with me.
When my mom was at work, he would come to the trailer and try to visit with us but she caught him there and called the police and said he was not allowed on the property. Fun times... My mom tried to be accommodating and let my dad see us. She said he could take us to an event in the city. I refused to go, I didn't want to spend time with him. My other 3 siblings went with him for the day. Or so they thought. My dad didn't bring them home when the event was over. He called my mom from a pay-phone and told her he was taking them back to our old home for the weekend. Since that was not part of the original agreement, my mom was livid. I was angry too. I was mad at myself for not going and protecting my siblings and being there to challenge my dad. I was sick at this time too; I had muscle aches, sensitivity to light, vomiting, exhaustion, etc. My mom went to fetch my siblings and I went along but stayed at my other grandma's house.
My siblings and I still went to camp near our old home and my dad made a point of showing up nearly everyday to see us and talk to us. Most kids don't want to see their parents that whole week they are at camp; they just want to have fun with their friends. I would hide in the girls' dorm when someone would tell me that my dad was there. And I would only leave when I had a different activity to attend and only in a group of my friends. He was not happy with me.
When my mom was at work, he would come to the trailer and try to visit with us but she caught him there and called the police and said he was not allowed on the property. Fun times... My mom tried to be accommodating and let my dad see us. She said he could take us to an event in the city. I refused to go, I didn't want to spend time with him. My other 3 siblings went with him for the day. Or so they thought. My dad didn't bring them home when the event was over. He called my mom from a pay-phone and told her he was taking them back to our old home for the weekend. Since that was not part of the original agreement, my mom was livid. I was angry too. I was mad at myself for not going and protecting my siblings and being there to challenge my dad. I was sick at this time too; I had muscle aches, sensitivity to light, vomiting, exhaustion, etc. My mom went to fetch my siblings and I went along but stayed at my other grandma's house.
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