Catharsis Part 3

You can read part 2 here

The year was 1990, when my best friend passed away and my affair with my brother-in-law began. Same year. Two life altering happenings.

Prior to me shifting to my sister’s house, I was brilliant at studies. Math was my favourite subject. I scored really well in the computer language course I attended. In the years 1990 to 1992, I went from having a potentially great career, to being a college dropout. Just like that. Boom. Life gives you no warnings. Just consequences of your actions.
My sister sensed something was not right. In 1992, she confronted us and it was messy. That’s all I can say. Going into details about that makes me sick. Physically sick. At the thought of how bad it was.
In 1993 she left their home and I continued staying with her husband. She divorced him the next year. And I on the other hand deepened my relationship still naively thinking it was love!
In 1994 I had my first ever experience with depression. Not the severe one that I was to experience later but a milder form. I promptly started taking medication.
Prabhas was drinking day and night. He was inebriated at all times.
He wouldn’t work so I had to find myself a job to keep the house going.
My mother and sister stopped talking to me. (obviously!) So there was no way I could go back home now! I had to pay for my sins! For the next 7 years and more, that’s exactly what I did! Paid for what I had done!
Living with him was torture. With no proper education earning money was tough. But I managed to find work to somehow make ends meet.
I slowly began falling out of ‘love’. But there was no time to think. I was working all the time. I could barely get any sleep at night since he used to drink so much that he would scream loudly in his sleep. Sometimes the neighbours would ask me if all was well. This constant stress led to us arguing all the time.. And finally in the year 2000 during one of our many arguments he hit me. And pinned me down to the floor. Finally, I decided to leave. (About time!!)
After all that happened, I still believe he wasn’t a bad guy but a victim of the tendencies of his own mind.
To be continued…