One of the things that made it hardest for me was being teased and picked on by my family, while I wasn’t asking anything from them. I just didn’t want meat with dinner. It was nonstop anytime I showed my face, and if I spoke I was spoken over and ignored. It made me very antisocial, and I didn’t adhere to my values. Then almost twenty years later I did and I’ve gained a bunch of weight because I’m comfortable while I eat.
They probably went crazy from an intense rat infestation. That’s probably hard.