Another memory

Another thing that was really hard. My family would go to visit their family and it was a 3 and a half hour drive. They’d always have a huge fight. And my dad enjoyed pretending to wreck, drive really fast swerve, almost hit things and my mom would end up getting out and just leave us there. And I was always so scared. I’d cry he’d say grow up, like spit the words out. I always felt so alone.