Life continued to be difficult for our family. Dad and I moved about a fair bit, and as I turned 15, we fell on hard times and found ourselves living in a Bed & Breakfast establishment, which was really more like a hostel, as the rooms were shared.
I won’t go into detail, but the prospect of punishment disappeared and I started to slip back into old habits at school and life in general. Looking back, my life was disrupted, Mum had all but turned her back on me and I probably saw disruption as a way to deal with that, without recognizing where others were trying to help me.
A Military Upbringing7
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