Anonymous
For nearly 5 years of my early childhood about 6-11 me, my mom, and my sister were stuck in a house with my abusive ex-stepdad. I never actually called him my dad though since my bio dad still saw me every now and then. He started relatively calm, but as the hears went on, he started yelling and getting really angry over smaller things. My mom couldn’t leave because she had no job. However, she would leave for multiple days on end leaving us with him. I stayed in my room. When they were together, they would argue about things i cant even remember. Often times they would ask my opinion so i avoided them altogether. It got worse and worse. Single arguments would last over months and extend deep into the night. I remember that my mom would say not to get out of bed as to not wake my sister. Im realizing that he would actually rape my mom and then try to hide it. My mom eventually saved enough and got us out of there after a risky escape. After that i never spoke the same.