No one? Okay I'll go first! xD Ummm....not comfortable with talking about this but what the hell!! x3 I'm bored, it's raining, it'll give me something to do! :D
EDIT: Deleted. I'm not comfortable with this story being up anymore.
That's a sad story and about what happened to you're little sister Hannah,that's just painful to hear,even for me.I found myself in tear reading it.You have my full sympothy Hikari-chan.I hope you are doing o.k. now and are able to live a good happy life.
Hikari that is a REALLY sad story i cant even imagine. Im REALLY sorry about ur sis hannah and that mean guy jim. i hope things continue to get better for you and again im REALLY sorry =[
meh my story is, my dad, when he does get angry he screams, ALOT, in my ear, so now, partial deafness, although he's hasn't yelled at me since I almost broke his arm last time, bridge FTMFW
Suigintou_82 said: That's a sad story and about what happened to you're little sister Hannah,that's just painful to hear,even for me.I found myself in tear reading it.You have my full sympothy Hikari-chan.I hope you are doing o.k. now and are able to live a good happy life.
Oh noes!! I didn't want to make anyone cry!! D: Yes it was hard to get through, I still find it hard to believe I'll never see her again. Since I was young at the time, I never really understood death, and I resent went people say they want their family members to die!!! Seriously. It's the number one way to piss me off. ¬_¬ My BF said that to me the other day and I nearly slapped him. xD That's also why emos piss me off too. Most of them don't even know that sadness and yet they whine about their life and threaten to kill themselves, which they forget will RUIN their remaining family's lives.
kyou said: Hikari that is a REALLY sad story i cant even imagine. Im REALLY sorry about ur sis hannah and that mean guy jim. i hope things continue to get better for you and again im REALLY sorry =[
Jim's a bastard, I know. I hate him for what he did to my mum. Unfortunately those years have left me with a reflex, where, when someone moves suddenly, I duck or cover myself incase they hit me. But I'm determined to be a positive role-model in my Brother and Sisters lives and make sure they're always happy. I feel as if I owe it to Hannah, in a way. :)
OK, here we go:
I was born in worst years in my Country, Serbia, formerly Yugoslavia... It was war time, my Parents were running to save themselves, and my mother was pregnant... Of course, I can't remember it, but from stories I found out few, really bad things my parents had to live trough....
When I was born, my Parents lived in my Mum's uncle's house... Soon war raged in that country ( Bosnia ), too, so my Parents had to move out with me having only few weeks... Until they came to Serbia ( where I live now ) my parents were through some bad things, with me... For small amount of time, we were living in House without Windows or Doors... All that was in it were one bed, where my mum and I slept, and gun beneath it....
Fortunately, my parents ran from war, and they got into Serbia.... For few years, we were living in Camps for people who had to left their home cause of war.. Finally, when I was 5, my Grandpa came and he bought a house... It was small house, and my family was big... House had only 3 rooms, and there were 9 Family Members....
All I can remember from that time, was arguing of my parents, and hatred from my Grandpa... Soon, after few months, my parents got great deal, so they sold the house, and bought bigger, near the capital city.. I was happy, we all were, until we moved in... Arguing continued, and hatred, too...
From my 6th year, my father went to work outside of my Country, in Ukraine, near Russia.. He was living there, and only coming home for two or three days in 5 months, so I basically grew up without Father....
When I was few months over 6 years, my mom gave life to my sister... I looove her so much, I always did.. But my Family Members' relations and emotions changed... Several times I asked why they don't love me anymore, but they would just say that I'm nuts, or that I can't understand some things....
So I really became nuts! In my 10th year, I started having some sort of "mental attacks"... I couldn't see or hear for a minute, or I would just lose myself, and start burning pictures from Family Photo Album.... I knew, my parents would just send me to some Hospital, so I kept it a secret.. To be honest, this is first time I ever said it to someone other then myself!
Attacks continued until I was 12... Then I finally accepted who I am, accepted what they feel.. I accepted the hatred my Grandparents feel for me... I accept to be ignored.. I just learned to live with it...
Almost a Year ago, my Grandmother, only person that could cheer me up, and that knew how to talk to me, went to my Aunt's home, to take care of my Cousins... She left, and moved into another country... So only connection I have with her now, is one weekend in 6 months, when she came here....
Now, my Mind and Physical condition is much better then it was when I was 12... I don't have those "attacks" anymore.... And I finally learned how to deal with my emotions... I learned how to Erase them, how to kill love that I felt!!!
So, don't Judge me, don't feel sorry for me! Cause I'm stronger with every breath I take....
Subaka: you have a very positive attitude on how you deal with life!its inspiring, REALLY! i have a pretty shitty attitude towards everything so wen you said all that it made me think that maybe i should rethink some things!
kyou said: Subaka: you have a very positive attitude on how you deal with life!its inspiring, REALLY! i have a pretty shitty attitude towards everything so wen you said all that it made me think that maybe i should rethink some things!
LoL.... I inspired you! I have positive attitude......... This is new O_O
so a year ago my mom found out that my dad cheated on her and the bastard blamed it on her!! Now he treats us all like shit like it's our fault he's in a shitload of trouble for wut he did. He disrespects us, threatens us, and he's always threating to leave the house and my mom begs him to stay ( that's when i start screaming for her to let him get the fuck out) and he ridicules her!! He tells us daily how we're useless to him and how he doesn't need us. I just wished my mom would come to her senses and leave him already! She can do so muh better than him. Everyday there's a fight in my house which ends up with my mom crying, my brother locked up in his room and me wishing i could just throw my dad out
Usagi- You should just throw him out or something. be like bitch leave and dont come back. I'm sorry though i would hate that. lucky for me my dad did leave wen he wasnt wanted. I mean i have no idea how to handle that but i feel for you. i hope it all turns out for the best and he does leave!
I would but they can't help they all live in puerto rico and I live in Arizona ...we're all by ourselves and i wouldn't like my friends invloved in it i'm just glad that soon I'm going off to college
have like something that COULD be used as a weapon wen you tell him. like a wooden or metal baseball bat or something. those can do damage let me tell you. i accidently hit my cuz in the nose with one really hard and it basked his face in so baseball bat. good idea!!!
lol i dont wanna go to jail though lol well at least the last few days things have been pretty calm but that's only cuz he's been working let's see wut happens on his day off O_o
True it would be pretty hard to go to collage wen in jail!!! hmmmmm im glad things have been calm for the most part though. ahhhhhh i got it!!! lure him in to the kitchen wen hes REALLY mad and scary and on the verge of doing something and then make sure before hand to put a pan on the stove and turn on the burner then wen he approches you hit him in the head with the frying pan!!! claim self-defence. and its a burn/bruise/broken nose!!!! triple whammy!!! or is that 22222 rough!!!
HikariDawn said: No one? Okay I'll go first! xD Ummm....not comfortable with talking about this but what the hell!! x3 I'm bored, it's raining, it'll give me something to do! :D
The following story, is probably pointless!! xDDDDDDDD
So yeah. My parents divorced when I was about 1. I can't ever remember them being together. So I suppose it wasn't the break-up that affected me. I grew up being used to a divorced home. Didn't bother me. When my Mum and Dad split up. My Dad kept the house and my Mum lived with my Granny and Granda. Half the week I'd stay with my Mum, half the week my Dad. My Mum's a nurse so she was never there much anyway.
Then when I was five my Mum met this guy called Jim. He didn't live in the town we lived in, but about half-an-hour away. So my Mum decided to go live with him, and so we moved. Now, my Dad wasn't exactly chuffed with my Mum going and taking my to a different town. So in pointless logic, he moved to England (wtf?) in spite. We'd moved at the end of my first proper year at school (I was 5)
6 months later, she fell out with Jim, and moved back again. Then 6 months later moved back with him again. My Dad at this time was still in England, and I saw him like 1-2 times a year etc. Then my Mum got pregnant by Jim. She gave birht to my beautiful little sister Hannah on the 1st of April. I absolutely adored my little sister!! I'd spend hours on end playing with her.
Then as agreed. My Mum left me to the Airport so I could fly to England to see my Dad. I stayed there for about 4 days. It was fun. But when I came back, I found out something horrible had happened!! My Mum had taken Hannah down to my Granny and Granda's caravan, and while they were there,Hannah had tugged on the lead of the kettle, causing it to fall, and for all the burning water to go all over her and scald her!!!!
She spent weeks in the hospital. It was terrible!! Members of my family from everywhere kept visiting us in the hospital and staying at my house, and making everything more difficult and awkward than ever. After about 2 weeks in hospital, Hannah died. (If she had live one more day she would have been 13 months old)
It was awful. I couldn't do anything, just shake and scream. The normal reaction when someone dies. But the thing that scared me the most was that all the "Big-brave adults" were scared and crying too. Which made everything worse. After Hannahs death, I can't remember why it started, Jim started hitting my Mum. Normally punches and kicks, but he'd scream all sorts of abuse at her too. But never when I was in the room. So some nights my Mum came into my room and had to stay with me. They broke up lots of times, but kept getting back together. I'll never understand why she let him back but she did.
Anyway. Now 7 and 1/2 Dad met someone too. A girl called Claire, who seemed genuienly nice. Until they got married she was a "Perfect little houswife" and spoilt me alot, which I enjoyed! xDDDD My Dad, when I was 9, moved from England and back to Northern Ireland, and to Jim's hometown. (Me, Mum, and Jim) lived in the same town as my Granny and Granda again, a few streets away. Sometimes, in the middle of a fight, Mum would have to ring Granda round to protect her. And Jim would storm out of the house, then come back a few days later etc. This continued till I was 11.
By this time. Dad had married Claire and noticed a extreme change in her behavior. She was dependant and obsessive about her Mum, and seemed unable to do anything unless her mother allowed it. And so they began to have more arguements. Then my Mum became pregnant again. Her and Jim's second child together, my brother Matthew. Jim was noticably nice to her throughout the majority of her pregnancy, and if they did fight, he'd hit the wall or a table instead of her.
But when Mum had Matthew, Jim was perfectly fine with me and Matthew around, but still hit her and beat her, when we weren't in the room, even though Matthew wasn't even one, I always suspected it would be his self-conciousness that stopped him for doing that infront of him. One night, they really had a HUGE fight! Over a bottle of milk! xD Jim went mental and absolutley flipped. He started screaming all sorts of abuse about Mum.....and me? He called me all sorts of names and insulted my Dad. I, at that time, can remember such a emmense rage, I freaked out on HIM!! I shouted all sorts of stuff at him, calling him every name I'd ever heard him call my Mum, and his reaction was to punch me up the face.
It hurt but my Mum managed to get me out of the room so I could phone someone. I phoned the Police, followed by Granda, and then my Dad. Jim was aressted for a few months, and made to take classes, his family has some sort of condidtion. He's been out for years now, and calmed down. After the break up. Me, my Mum, and Matthew moved back in, with my Granny and Granda, and with Mum working extremely hard as a nurse, we bought a massive 5 story house two years ago. Jim doesn't know we live here. Even though he's no longer violent, Mum says "Just in case"
Then, after Mum's side of the family was resolved. Claire gave birth to my sister Amy, adn her and my Dad split up soon after. Claire tried to get everything off him, whether she had ever owned it or used it she wanted it all......and got alotof it!! To show how mentally pathetic and crazy Claire is, would you believe she thinks she has rights to the house that I lived in with my Mum and Dad when I was 1?!?!?! She's never even been in the house. My Dad's leaving it for me, but Claire's currently fighting for it in a law-suite with my Dad. Stupid woman!! @_@
So that's my family. Pretty screwed up, huh? xD
i feel so sorry for you... i have a baby sister too and i would obviously go crazy if she died! =[
Well a lot has happen so short i'v moved over 24 times(lost count) my sis was the one i would talk to about when something bad happened(she moved and i can't talk to her any more)(parents would fit a lot my dad would leave for like a week or longer they always fought about how i would stay with when he left) some times me and my mom left when that happen it was months but over the last yr. they got divorced and my dog got stolen I had to give my cat away i had to go to a school i hated with really no friends.so thats mostly it i never talk about it so last yr. i got mad in class from family problem and when my teacher when to talk to me(about getting mad) i broke down crying cuz of wat depressing me at home. but i still won't talk to any one about every thing (this isn't even close)
and i have had more happen but i just don't feel like hearing people tell me to call the cops and stuff
kyou said: True it would be pretty hard to go to collage wen in jail!!! hmmmmm im glad things have been calm for the most part though. ahhhhhh i got it!!! lure him in to the kitchen wen hes REALLY mad and scary and on the verge of doing something and then make sure before hand to put a pan on the stove and turn on the burner then wen he approches you hit him in the head with the frying pan!!! claim self-defence. and its a burn/bruise/broken nose!!!! triple whammy!!! or is that 22222 rough!!!
lol i wish i had the guts enough to do it but since i'm looking to become a lawyer i'll just represent my mom in the divorce case HAHAHAHAHAHA! wait ...is that possible? lol
Usagi- I dont think you can cause it would be a conflict in intrest or something like that. but i bet being a lawyer could get you to the BEST lawyers who could represent her!!!
Angel- Im so sorry that ur sis moved and there is no one to talk to anymore. and im sorry ur dog got stolen. i hope whomever stole it went to hell!!! ur teacher sounds really nice and i hopw that u can tell us more wen ur ready =] and hey theres nothing to be sorry about i read it cause i wanted to!
kyou said: Usagi- I dont think you can cause it would be a conflict in intrest or something like that. but i bet being a lawyer could get you to the BEST lawyers who could represent her!!!
awwwsss but i can get her the best lawyers wow that's one heck of a revenge plan huh :D
okay so last night i ran away from home and RAN like 3 miles to my bff's house where i stayed the night. god bless bff tiff cause it was either that or like hard core run away! im home now though and my mom is putting me through counsiling and might take me to a doctor for medication and i THINK things will get better. waiting to see watll happen i guess!
HikariDawn said: No one? Okay I'll go first! xD Ummm....not comfortable with talking about this but what the hell!! x3 I'm bored, it's raining, it'll give me something to do! :D
The following story, is probably pointless!! xDDDDDDDD
So yeah. My parents divorced when I was about 1. I can't ever remember them being together. So I suppose it wasn't the break-up that affected me. I grew up being used to a divorced home. Didn't bother me. When my Mum and Dad split up. My Dad kept the house and my Mum lived with my Granny and Granda. Half the week I'd stay with my Mum, half the week my Dad. My Mum's a nurse so she was never there much anyway.
Then when I was five my Mum met this guy called Jim. He didn't live in the town we lived in, but about half-an-hour away. So my Mum decided to go live with him, and so we moved. Now, my Dad wasn't exactly chuffed with my Mum going and taking my to a different town. So in pointless logic, he moved to England (wtf?) in spite. We'd moved at the end of my first proper year at school (I was 5)
6 months later, she fell out with Jim, and moved back again. Then 6 months later moved back with him again. My Dad at this time was still in England, and I saw him like 1-2 times a year etc. Then my Mum got pregnant by Jim. She gave birht to my beautiful little sister Hannah on the 1st of April. I absolutely adored my little sister!! I'd spend hours on end playing with her.
Then as agreed. My Mum left me to the Airport so I could fly to England to see my Dad. I stayed there for about 4 days. It was fun. But when I came back, I found out something horrible had happened!! My Mum had taken Hannah down to my Granny and Granda's caravan, and while they were there,Hannah had tugged on the lead of the kettle, causing it to fall, and for all the burning water to go all over her and scald her!!!!
She spent weeks in the hospital. It was terrible!! Members of my family from everywhere kept visiting us in the hospital and staying at my house, and making everything more difficult and awkward than ever. After about 2 weeks in hospital, Hannah died. (If she had live one more day she would have been 13 months old)
It was awful. I couldn't do anything, just shake and scream. The normal reaction when someone dies. But the thing that scared me the most was that all the "Big-brave adults" were scared and crying too. Which made everything worse. After Hannahs death, I can't remember why it started, Jim started hitting my Mum. Normally punches and kicks, but he'd scream all sorts of abuse at her too. But never when I was in the room. So some nights my Mum came into my room and had to stay with me. They broke up lots of times, but kept getting back together. I'll never understand why she let him back but she did.
Anyway. Now 7 and 1/2 Dad met someone too. A girl called Claire, who seemed genuienly nice. Until they got married she was a "Perfect little houswife" and spoilt me alot, which I enjoyed! xDDDD My Dad, when I was 9, moved from England and back to Northern Ireland, and to Jim's hometown. (Me, Mum, and Jim) lived in the same town as my Granny and Granda again, a few streets away. Sometimes, in the middle of a fight, Mum would have to ring Granda round to protect her. And Jim would storm out of the house, then come back a few days later etc. This continued till I was 11.
By this time. Dad had married Claire and noticed a extreme change in her behavior. She was dependant and obsessive about her Mum, and seemed unable to do anything unless her mother allowed it. And so they began to have more arguements. Then my Mum became pregnant again. Her and Jim's second child together, my brother Matthew. Jim was noticably nice to her throughout the majority of her pregnancy, and if they did fight, he'd hit the wall or a table instead of her.
But when Mum had Matthew, Jim was perfectly fine with me and Matthew around, but still hit her and beat her, when we weren't in the room, even though Matthew wasn't even one, I always suspected it would be his self-conciousness that stopped him for doing that infront of him. One night, they really had a HUGE fight! Over a bottle of milk! xD Jim went mental and absolutley flipped. He started screaming all sorts of abuse about Mum.....and me? He called me all sorts of names and insulted my Dad. I, at that time, can remember such a emmense rage, I freaked out on HIM!! I shouted all sorts of stuff at him, calling him every name I'd ever heard him call my Mum, and his reaction was to punch me up the face.
It hurt but my Mum managed to get me out of the room so I could phone someone. I phoned the Police, followed by Granda, and then my Dad. Jim was aressted for a few months, and made to take classes, his family has some sort of condidtion. He's been out for years now, and calmed down. After the break up. Me, my Mum, and Matthew moved back in, with my Granny and Granda, and with Mum working extremely hard as a nurse, we bought a massive 5 story house two years ago. Jim doesn't know we live here. Even though he's no longer violent, Mum says "Just in case"
Then, after Mum's side of the family was resolved. Claire gave birth to my sister Amy, adn her and my Dad split up soon after. Claire tried to get everything off him, whether she had ever owned it or used it she wanted it all......and got alotof it!! To show how mentally pathetic and crazy Claire is, would you believe she thinks she has rights to the house that I lived in with my Mum and Dad when I was 1?!?!?! She's never even been in the house. My Dad's leaving it for me, but Claire's currently fighting for it in a law-suite with my Dad. Stupid woman!! @_@
So that's my family. Pretty screwed up, huh? xD
That Claire must have guts to act smart at first then a stupid girl. But your story was sad I feel sorry for you.and plus I didn't know that about you.
Usagi- OHhhhhhh wat a bitchy bastard. if i could i would come down there and beat his ass!!!
idk i mean i just ran to my bff's house where i spent the night and talked. my mom was pissed and apparently scarred shitless. but the second i turn 17 im out of there!!!
kyou- I'm still here :D and will be for a long time lol but sometimes i might be a lil busy lol cuz....there's this boy who finds me cute and he's HAWT! yay
HikariDawn said: No one? Okay I'll go first! xD Ummm....not comfortable with talking about this but what the hell!! x3 I'm bored, it's raining, it'll give me something to do! :D
The following story, is probably pointless!! xDDDDDDDD
So yeah. My parents divorced when I was about 1. I can't ever remember them being together. So I suppose it wasn't the break-up that affected me. I grew up being used to a divorced home. Didn't bother me. When my Mum and Dad split up. My Dad kept the house and my Mum lived with my Granny and Granda. Half the week I'd stay with my Mum, half the week my Dad. My Mum's a nurse so she was never there much anyway.
Then when I was five my Mum met this guy called Jim. He didn't live in the town we lived in, but about half-an-hour away. So my Mum decided to go live with him, and so we moved. Now, my Dad wasn't exactly chuffed with my Mum going and taking my to a different town. So in pointless logic, he moved to England (wtf?) in spite. We'd moved at the end of my first proper year at school (I was 5)
6 months later, she fell out with Jim, and moved back again. Then 6 months later moved back with him again. My Dad at this time was still in England, and I saw him like 1-2 times a year etc. Then my Mum got pregnant by Jim. She gave birht to my beautiful little sister Hannah on the 1st of April. I absolutely adored my little sister!! I'd spend hours on end playing with her.
Then as agreed. My Mum left me to the Airport so I could fly to England to see my Dad. I stayed there for about 4 days. It was fun. But when I came back, I found out something horrible had happened!! My Mum had taken Hannah down to my Granny and Granda's caravan, and while they were there,Hannah had tugged on the lead of the kettle, causing it to fall, and for all the burning water to go all over her and scald her!!!!
She spent weeks in the hospital. It was terrible!! Members of my family from everywhere kept visiting us in the hospital and staying at my house, and making everything more difficult and awkward than ever. After about 2 weeks in hospital, Hannah died. (If she had live one more day she would have been 13 months old)
It was awful. I couldn't do anything, just shake and scream. The normal reaction when someone dies. But the thing that scared me the most was that all the "Big-brave adults" were scared and crying too. Which made everything worse. After Hannahs death, I can't remember why it started, Jim started hitting my Mum. Normally punches and kicks, but he'd scream all sorts of abuse at her too. But never when I was in the room. So some nights my Mum came into my room and had to stay with me. They broke up lots of times, but kept getting back together. I'll never understand why she let him back but she did.
Anyway. Now 7 and 1/2 Dad met someone too. A girl called Claire, who seemed genuienly nice. Until they got married she was a "Perfect little houswife" and spoilt me alot, which I enjoyed! xDDDD My Dad, when I was 9, moved from England and back to Northern Ireland, and to Jim's hometown. (Me, Mum, and Jim) lived in the same town as my Granny and Granda again, a few streets away. Sometimes, in the middle of a fight, Mum would have to ring Granda round to protect her. And Jim would storm out of the house, then come back a few days later etc. This continued till I was 11.
By this time. Dad had married Claire and noticed a extreme change in her behavior. She was dependant and obsessive about her Mum, and seemed unable to do anything unless her mother allowed it. And so they began to have more arguements. Then my Mum became pregnant again. Her and Jim's second child together, my brother Matthew. Jim was noticably nice to her throughout the majority of her pregnancy, and if they did fight, he'd hit the wall or a table instead of her.
But when Mum had Matthew, Jim was perfectly fine with me and Matthew around, but still hit her and beat her, when we weren't in the room, even though Matthew wasn't even one, I always suspected it would be his self-conciousness that stopped him for doing that infront of him. One night, they really had a HUGE fight! Over a bottle of milk! xD Jim went mental and absolutley flipped. He started screaming all sorts of abuse about Mum.....and me? He called me all sorts of names and insulted my Dad. I, at that time, can remember such a emmense rage, I freaked out on HIM!! I shouted all sorts of stuff at him, calling him every name I'd ever heard him call my Mum, and his reaction was to punch me up the face.
It hurt but my Mum managed to get me out of the room so I could phone someone. I phoned the Police, followed by Granda, and then my Dad. Jim was aressted for a few months, and made to take classes, his family has some sort of condidtion. He's been out for years now, and calmed down. After the break up. Me, my Mum, and Matthew moved back in, with my Granny and Granda, and with Mum working extremely hard as a nurse, we bought a massive 5 story house two years ago. Jim doesn't know we live here. Even though he's no longer violent, Mum says "Just in case"
Then, after Mum's side of the family was resolved. Claire gave birth to my sister Amy, adn her and my Dad split up soon after. Claire tried to get everything off him, whether she had ever owned it or used it she wanted it all......and got alotof it!! To show how mentally pathetic and crazy Claire is, would you believe she thinks she has rights to the house that I lived in with my Mum and Dad when I was 1?!?!?! She's never even been in the house. My Dad's leaving it for me, but Claire's currently fighting for it in a law-suite with my Dad. Stupid woman!! @_@
So that's my family. Pretty screwed up, huh? xD
That Claire must have guts to act smart at first then a stupid girl. But your story was sad I feel sorry for you.and plus I didn't know that about you.
I hate Claire. She told my Dad her last boyfriend "raped" her, she speaks a load of shit. No one should joke about stuff like that!
you wont believe wat my mom did! so okay im trying this new thing where i try and TELL her my problems...well not doing that anymore!!!
she actually said that wat i was saying was wrong and she thinks that the reason im satying everything im saying is because she thinks that i have a hormone imbalence!!!!
I was born into a pretty peaceful family in Lebanon. After a few months, my mom got pregnant again with my really cute sister, Malak, and that's when everything started falling apart.
Once I was about 2, we foudn out that Malak couldn't walk, she even had hella trouble crawling. My parents would spent constant hours argueing about my sister and so on. I was pretty much ignored after that.
When I was 5, my dad started getting easily angered. H would smack my mom over really stupid things and stuff. The only person he woudl leave alone is Malak, since she was unable to walk. He would even spent hours beating me, until one day I just told him to fuck off!!
When I started living in Kuwait, it was peaceful, since my dad had doubts aboiut coming. I just lived with my mom and sister. Then my mom just started to ignore everything. She wouldn't even buy food for me and my sister, so that job was up to me. After the first few months, my dad moved here.
He tried to help out with all of this, but my mom refused to let him help. Thats when my dad got uber violent again. He would take care of us and all, but he would beat up my mom behind our backs. After I waited to see if it would stop, which it didn't, I started beating him if he tried to come near mom.
Now everything is suckish. My mom went back to ignoring us and thinking I am a "devil who can take care of herself." My dad stil lives here, but he lives with his current girlfriend. I take care of almost everything around my house, my sister tries to help, while my mom mopes around.
