The Slut Within: Recovery
Alice and I didn’t last long after the funeral. In retrospect it was obvious that we wouldn’t have made it. Her life after high school was way to different from mine. I was constantly busy with the aftermath of Dad’s death. Legal issues with the will and how to set up the money he left for Mom. What to do with his car, clothes and small details that I’ve forgotten now. She started rolling her eyes if I would talk about them. It started bothering me and about a month after he died I blew up one day. “What’s wrong with you? My Father died, I have things to do. And you’ve seen Mom. She needs help right now.” “That doesn’t mean we can’t go to clubs on the weekends!” Then she said what sealed …