Hi everyone. Being new here, I figured I'd share my own story. Not exactly my own story actually, but rather my father's. Skipping the details, he got into gambling shortly after I was born, which was bad enough until he eventually got into drinking. Started out slowly, with him getting home dead drunk like twice a month, until it started happening every couple of days. Eventually, by the time I turned 10 my mother got tired of it all and the verbal violence and they divorced. He visited me for a while after this, but soon enough stopped. I tried getting in touch with him a few times after I turned 18, but these encounters never went too well. So here I am today. Haven't seen or spoken to him in over two years.