 He left and come home, and I need you to help me take care of the house and be the man of the house. So as I come home, once again, about three, four days later after I'm there, he shows up again. So this time I really was broken, you know, and I just felt like, man, I felt betrayed. I couldn't trust my mom. I couldn't trust anybody and everything. So I ended up moving out, having my own place, and I probably was a full-blown alcoholic at that time.