Hope waning

My new friend turned out to be very needy and clingy. Not exactly what I needed but I was happy to have a friend so I did my best to be her friend and be there for her. I was used to being there for others and taking care of them, it was all I knew. It didn't bother me at the time.

We worked on our schoolwork in the mornings as usual and we would read in the afternoons. Or something like that, it's a bit hazy in my memory. My dad was still not himself and he couldn't help us if we had questions with our homework, my mom would have to figure it out when she got home. The arguing never really stopped. It wasn't as long since my dad couldn't keeps his thoughts straight for any length of time. This continued throughout the winter.

My parents were seeing a counselor and my dad was told that he was being overdosed on his medication. The doctor weaned him off of one of the meds and he was able to function again and not feel like a zombie. He started acting a bit more like his normal self. That meant he wanted to go back to where we moved from and fix vehicles and go back to the way everything used to be. He was able to argue again... 

I remember having a conversation with my friend about how we could never imagine our parents getting divorced even though my parents were very much on the verge. I was in denial of the unhealthy relationship before my eyes. I still thought that they would be able to love each other again. My siblings seemed to be adjusting to our new home and life. They were finding their own friends too. Granted my youngest sister was only six so making friends was fairly easy for her.
Springtime brought a whole new set of changes to our family.