I didn't have the greatest time growing up and an escape route is something I needed greatly many times. Don't get me wrong, I have a fantastic mum and brother who would both die for me as I would them but growing up was strained around my dad and sometimes just not talking, not even to each other was best so as not to get him angry. I don't want to go into too much detail but things was NOT good with my dad and alcohol played a major part in his actions though not always need to get him angry.
One thing about not talking was that we all suffered alone in silence and it wasn't until a very messy court case was finally over, that my mum, brother and I could finally start to get to know each other, become a close family and move on with our lives.
Mum fulfilled her dreams of going back into education and continued to pass every exam she took. I cannot begin to say how proud I am of her.
My brother has successfully carried out his dream by working his way up to eventually running his own business, he even got married along the way. I have always looked up to my brother, he has been my idol and my friend.
And what became of my dreams? Well... that is for another blog.
