The worst is yet to come, I'm sure. So far though, it was when my dad left mom and left us behind. He couldn't take her lies and under the radar drinking once he found out. He stayed in our lives as much as possible, and I don't know how the court proceedings went there, but she got primary custody, and he got to work double overtime overseas. I'm sure that helped pay the child support that was supposed to go to us and paying the house payment. Well, it didn't go to those things at all. Mom got drunken emotional support from dogs. At one point we had 16 of them, a couple of which I dispatched due to their problematic nature of using the house as the toilet. She made sure they ate before we did. At the end of that saga we had a wrecked house and a wrecked family. House got sold eventually. We moved a few times. Eventually I made my own way. I can go on, but to put it simply, the worst thing that ever happened to me was my mom becoming an alcoholic who lost complete control of her life and by proxy fucked her entire family up. Pretty messed up, yeah?