He saved up to by a bike be free on the road. The wind in his face a warm breeze a helmet with his go pro recording the ride. Wearing his biker jacket in case he slides out his skin won't scrap on the gravel road.
Away from all the arguing and judgement. He loved his family but never felt like he belonged.
Treated different and excluded. Tired of everyone's tough love excluded held to another standard. After a while he walked away tired of setting himself up for failure feeling disappointed. he wanted them to be happy but he wasn't responsible for their life or providing it to them