On the road again
Jim had re-created the cycle. He was lovely at work and an angry depressed man at home.
‘He’s so approachable and helpful. Kind and funny.’ His work mates said. Give him his due, he didn’t tell his kids to piss off but he had pissed off mentally. They withdrew from him as he cast a dark shadow and they grew cold standing in it.
Amy went to work in tears everyday, keeping a brave face for the office and her customers. Left the kids with a sad man. A mad man. Hated him and what he had become. Hated his parents. Hated herself for feeling like this.
I’ve got to go, says Jim one morning.
Where?
Away from you, you would be better off without me
Here we go again…
I’m lost…I’m beyond help. I’ve had enough of being poked and prodded. Tested and talked at.
Amy
