I never understood the way my dad would stand up sometimes and just stand there for a quiet 10 seconds
I didn't know if he was trying to figure out what he was going to do or if he just liked standing there or that he had one of those moments where you feel like you might pass out and you can see all the stars right in front of your eyes
I was only six at that time I am now older and more grown up than my dad will ever be
My mother is yelling
My father is quiet
And I understand
He's trying to figure out how to fix the mess he has gotten himself in But thinking does not go well when your blood is turning into alcohol
At times i hate him but my father is still my father