Ever since the incident a week ago I haven’t been normal. My dad got mad at me today for no reason. He broke a plate, I was so scared that he was going to hurt me…again…I know I need to get out but I have no where to go.
I made a break through though, at the time of his freak out I was video chatting with some friends and I told them what he did. The little voice in my head was wrong, they didn’t judge me or anything. I felt better afterwards.
School is the only place I truly feel safe, I love it there…
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If there is one thing I regret it’s not telling people about the physical abuse I was subjected to when I was younger. There are people there who can help. I know what you mean about not having anywhere to go. Sometimes just talking to others about it instead of trying to hide it will make you feel better. I wish you luck. I pray your situation doesn’t get worse. Hopefully your father will realize what he is doing and stop before it’s too late. Hold on.
He only hit me that one time and the marks are gone I have no proof.