This is a fairly long rant so I apologize ahead of time.
I read up on something called emotional abuse today. Apparently I myself am being abused. To put things into context I’m in 9th grade and I live with my father. I had thought abuse was when a parent raped you or beat you up everyday. Multiple sources said it isn’t always physical. My father’s been abusive for as long as i can remember; the earliest dating back to when I was maybe two and he nearly pushed me down a flight of stairs. I always thought his temper was normal, that this was just how my family’s culture (I’m the first generation born in America) is. Around the age of 8 my dad got a girlfriend and she was paranoid, manipulative, and abusive herself. her disposition matched with my fathers temper led to a shit ton of broken furniture, bleeding, and an even worse relationship with my father. It’s exhausting. I spend everyday teetering precariously between general apathy and being ready to burst into tears the minute my father berates me for not drawing a straight line (which has happened before). On top of everything I don’t even know if it’s abuse or if he’s right and I’m just too sensitive and “Western” .