My Parents marriage was disintegrating. A little more than a year after my brother was born, my Mother gave birth to another daughter. The marriage was all downhill after her birth. My Father became less responsible and more of a womanizer. Years later he would laughingly tell me that he had come home to my Mother one day in order to get a change of clothing and had actually brought a girlfriend home with him. My Father would take all the money he earned without giving any to my Mother for living expenses. He took items from the house to hock and even hocked my Mother's wedding ring. I became ill and he wouldn't give my Mother money to take me to the doctor. He was rarely around the house. Things went from bad to worse. I took all of this in with little or no understanding and I started kindergarten as a shy, withdrawn little girl.