part 7: so the rest of the night I was in my room doing nothing but crying, let’s fast forward a few months (it’s now fall) so they start fighting and it was getting super aggressive, hands were being placed on other people and they were both getting too drunk, so they sorta broke up now let’s really fast forward to recently: I’m now 13, and the fighting just continued and got 10x worse, it was getting so bad I had to call my aunt to come pick me up. so one night my dad goes to his friends to play pool and drink, well-Karen gets upset she tryes drinking away her thoughts and this the time where my sister and I realized that we were going to be separated for a long time. this night I had to call my aunt to come pick my sister and I up, but Karen refused to let my sister go with my aunt and I, but some how we talked her into letting us take her (because I was not letting my sister getting In the car with Karen) but I’m now staying with my dad and aunt, now that Karen is gone my fathers drinking slowed down and I made my room my happy place. after all of this was over I realized that dance is my happy head space