Loneliness

I contacted Larry the moment I regained some sanity and he said I should come to Johannesburg. My uncle did not take the news of my departure well at all; granted I never shared the gory details with him and we did not part on good terms.

Larry worked for a fast food outlet and his shifts were at awkward hours, which meant that I was alone for most of my waking hours. For the first time in my life I was alone, emotionally, especially since he started being quite nasty and resentful towards me. It was early December and we had just moved into a new little flat of our own. He was pressurizing me to find a job straight away. That was an awful, most miserable and lonely Christmas for me, there was no celebration and we were fighting non-stop about petty issues.

Today I can see why he acted in ways which hurt me; perhaps he felt used and argue as I like, I cannot make it look much different, but it happened and I can not change it now. I knew no better back then and I had no place to go when he offered to take me in. What would anyone else do in that situation?