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So.. I currently love life right now!! Kinda uhm fighting to not uhm pass out of fear.
Last night my dad got drunk off his ass, at 12 I heard yelling from downstairs didn’t think much of it, I continue talking to my boyfriend until I heard loud banging from the door. I go to open it after my mom calls me and I get in the middle of it.
My mom texted me to see if I wanted to come with and I said sure. At that point my boyfriend when to bed and I was crying to myself in fear, I had so much anxiety my legs were trembling, my brain was dizzy, couldn’t control my breathing. I was worried and overwhelmed. Thinking of possible outcomes like he would yell at me, hit me, or even beat me.
He was downstairs luckily so i grabbed my mom’s coat and left, for 5 years he made my mom seem psychotic when in reality it was my dad.
My dad calling her Narcissistic, Fat hoe, 355 pound slut. Thats not ok and straight up childish.
We dont even know what to do anymore, we have no money, he keeps spending it, nowhere to go, my mom has no friends, I dont have any friends either.
Also he went to get alcohol with the highest percentage to get himself drunk and was suspected of taking my grandpas pain pills.