My dad had a drug issue you can say when I was a bit younger and he never fully clicked with reality at times. Him and my mother would get into altercations and slam and hit the other. I recall one time my mother was braiding my hair and her and my father were arguing and he got mad and stabbed her in the arm she bled alot and I was terrified at the age of nine it happened fast and well I couldn't react fast enough. The word Bitch being said to be never fazed me when I was younger he would get mad and call me that if I upset him but he no longer does now.
He was aggressive so to say and was in and out of jail most of the time but nowadays he chills and is pretty relaxed. He was a Dad some days and other he was Matthew the big scary 6ft man who did occasional "discipline me" when he was angry or when I upset him or being a naughty child. I would always ask myself is he okay when he would do awful things like that and my mother just stood there and never said a word for awhile and he didn't care to much and how people saw him and he lives in a world where whatever comes to mind he speaks. In a way I can see him and my mother manipulate each other and well hold their so called marriage together. I know if he reads this he would be upset but that's okay I'm no longer fearful of them anymore.
Me and My Younger brother Matthew had it worst with my father spoiling him at a young age and then beating him he created a Monster that we cant destroy.......
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The Hard Life of a Lovely Flower
SachbücherHi my name is Leilani like the heavenly flower I'm going to give you the story of my tragic life and the trials and up and downs and the abuse and discomfort childhood.From a dad who went crazy sometimes. Bipolar brother, Lesbian sister and manipula...
