For me everything went down when my dad left us and moved to Israel with his friends.Back is Ukraine,My family was one of the richest in the city,my dad was the captain of a cargo ship,mom was an engineer,grandmother was the lead doctor in the hospital and my grandfather was the head of the city council even though he was a handicapped since WW2.He died 10 days before I was born.
Few years after I was born,when I was 3 and a half,my family decided to move to Israel.My dad moved here earlier with his friends and left us to move by our own.After we moved here my parents got divorced cause my dad started drinking and didn't care about the family,he spend most of his time with his friends.I lived with my mom and grandma,everything was pretty quite and there weren't much problems in out lives till the year 2000,at this point everything went down again.Few days after my dad's birthday he went drinking with his friends,in the morning the police found him dead in the park across the house where we use to live.Few month after that my grandma got cancer and died after 4 month.
After her death me and my mom somehow ironically moved back to our old apartment,across the park where my dad died and since then we've been living the two of us all by our own.