December 2015

In December 2015, he mentioned that he needed surgery on his leg and required care for his recovery. At that time, my mom pressured me to go to Zhongli to take care of him, her boyfriend. I was on a hiatus from school during this period (details in "My Experiences - September 1, 2015"). The place he lived in was a cramped 5-square-meter room for three people, and it had the added challenge of dealing with second-hand smoke from two smokers. The conditions were comparable to a gas chamber. Moreover, the place was slated for demolition. Can you imagine living in a hazardous and dilapidated ruin for half a year? The only reason for enduring such living conditions was the low rent of 3,000 per month, and my mom and I shared the cost, totaling 4,000. The address was No. 32, Lane 165, Zhongbei Road, Zhongli District, Taoyuan City.

Despite the claim that I was there to take care of him, he worked while recovering. During this period, they continued to argue, even putting me in a position where I had to choose sides. Throughout this time, I lost a considerable amount of weight, a condition that persists to this day. It was only in June 2016 that my grandfather came to pick up my mom and me in his car, providing temporary relief. By ChatGPT translate