Ruslan KD

I'm like, look, mom wrote you these beautiful letters.

There's lipstick on them.

Well, they weren't to my dad.

They were to her boyfriend back in Baku.

So that was the straw that broke the camel's back.

They had a fresh start.

They're starting over.

He was like, I'm done.

And he had also a relationship back in Moscow.

And so long story short, a couple months into being here, my mother and my father split.

My mother's dad dies, my grandfather dies.

He fought in World War II for the Soviets, right?

Awesome dude, English teacher, he dies.

And my mom just goes down this dark spiral of depression, despair, anxiety.

She's a single mom now, we're on welfare.

I remember our check was $650 a month and our rent was $450 a month.

And so we have to stretch that $200 a month on food.

So no car.

My dad tries to come around, but my mom had a very,

toxic uh taste in men so he'd come around the the dudes that were there would fight him multiple times fights one time my mom like jumped in grabbed like a heel and scraped his face the cops had to get called and she told me like don't say i did it when the cops came um and my dad tried to be in my life but he you know she made it very difficult for him and this we had this conversation as like men like like what happened dude like where were you kind of explained his side um