I came from a dysfunctional family, but yet again who didn’t? My parents divorced when I was 5, so I really don’t remember them being together. My parents were polar opposites so I’m still puzzled how they were ever a couple, but that makes sense for most of my adult relationships. My mother was a wild child, rebellious as hell; my father a strict Christian man. As I grew up I saw how their lives split into two very different paths. Life with my mother was chaotic and unstable, we lived with my Grandmother and my disabled Aunt. I remember being evicted from our beautiful apartment as the Marshall’s came…