This is an old situation but it still sticks with me. I had to live with my emotionally, physically, and verbally abusive mother. For 5 YEARS. Whilst BARELY ever seeing my dad. I love my dad. Hes the best. But my mother on the other hand? I hate her. I had to live with my mother for FIVE YEARS WHILST ALSO HAVING TO GO THROUGH HER ABUSE. She'd cook the same things, fried stake and sometimes spaghetti, for dinner. Every. SINGLE. FUCKING NIGHT. The lights barely stayed on, the internet? Off most of the time. Water? Oh that's gone too! I DIDN'T EVEN FEEL SAFE IN MY OWN HOME. The amount of times she's hit, threatened, and YELLED at me for the past FIVE FUCKING YEARS is UNHOLY.. I just wanted to live like a normal teenager for once. But no. I barley even want to call her mom anymore. She's not mom to me. She's Deanna.