to help him he’d take his aggression out on me. In the beginning he’d snap at anything I would say, and I initially let it go as I could see he was bothered by something. Eventually it grew into something much different. He would throw any food I’d cook back in my face or as things got worse at the wall of any room we happened to be in at the time. It got so bad that things began getting heated between us, so much so that we were disturbing the neighbours on a regular basis with our various slanging matches.
Sean would get so violent till the point where he couldn’t control it anymore. He started by slamming all the doors to the apartment. Understandably the neighbours would get very annoyed with our outbursts which were becoming more and more frequent. The more Sean slammed the doors of the