Turns out my dad suffered from bipolar disorder and a week or two before he had threatened my mom and she feared for our safety, so we frequently jumped from my aunt's house to my grandparents' house. parents. . During that week, my mother had received a restraining order, which is why she looked scared when she opened the door, but she told me later that she was grateful that the cop be there. My dad had wanted some of his stuff back and brought the cop with him because of the restraining order. My father's appearance is what sticks in my mind. I knew he looked “sick,” but I didn’t know exactly what he was suffering from and the bald head unsettled me. My father, in his right mind, would never do that. After my mother told me and my brother to leave, I knew it was bad and things weren't right.