The second era of Will - The Hell YearsThe title on this section might be a little melodramatic. On the positive side my adoptive father was not physically violent beyond punching the occasional wall of course. There are people that have had to deal with a lot worse. What he was though was angry. Always angry. Always shouting. Always demeaning. Always belittling. Always drunk. Always a combination of all of the above.
From the time that he and my mom were married (and his adoption of me) when I was ten until the time I left home for University I struggle to come up with some good memories. I just don't have more than a couple... and I mean a couple! The thing that I remember the most is the shouting. Day in and out, summer with the windows open, and winter without the neighbors hearing. Always shouting at someone. God how I wished him dead.