It all started when I was in sixth grade. My dad didn't want my mom working he always thought the women should stay home and take care of the kids and the men go to work. So he decide that they should go buy a bar/club. They'd both be equally responsible and take care of the problems that the bar faced together. He thought it's a great way to make money and it would be great because who doesn't go to bars after a long day of work right? Well it started off great but that didn't last very long. He obviously needed bartenders and he thought if you have women bartend the men would come back for them;which meant more money for us. Well that all sounds great but it wasn't. The more the business did well the more problems I think I faced. The more successful the bar did and got the more problems it caused. Since I was the youngest of three siblings I was the only one that was home on the weekends while my siblings were out with there friends. My dad didn't always "allow" my mom to be there. Which is weird right considering they went into business together and they agreed they would both take care of it together. My mom listened because well she had to watch me. I never really had a bed time my parents didn't really believe in that. So I'd stay up with her and watch my shows. Eventually I'd pass out around 12-1 o'clock. I was young so I still slept with my mom. So she'd put me to sleep in my bed expect she'd always try and leave and I'd always get up while she was leaving... I didn't quite understand why'd she always leave. But I realized she'd wait for him to come home. They're were many times I got up in the middle of the night and had her come back into my room. They're was also many nights he didn't come home until 6am.
They started fighting which never happened before. I was very young at the time so I didn't quite get everything that was going on. She started accusing him of cheating. I mean it made sense why he wasn't coming home till six and why he wouldn't allow her there.
