My grandmother always used to say "Look out for those Thompson boys. They got the devil in 'em." My dad was a lawyer. Simple person, normal life, wife and kid. All in all, the American Dream. But every once and a while at home. He'd just get really mad. His eyes would roll back into his head and he'd just shout at us for no reason. Some times even get violent. As a kid, I had no idea what this was. I didn't understand it. But now I'm afraid I do. I'm afraid I might be going through it too. But much, much worse.All Rights Reserved