I don’t know how else I can deal the with the constant pressure and the abuse I endured as a result of his actions. I can’t fully fall asleep anymore because he used to barge into our rooms in a rage and tell us to get up early and work or do exercise we didn’t need, hit us and beat us because we wouldn’t do something the way he wanted us to, and worst of all I can’t formulate proper relationships with strangers because i’m so constantly untrustworthy of any person I meet.
He cheated on my mom, he cheated on my step mom, and I can’t get past him constantly justifying his behavior. “if i can’t get action with you I will get it elsewhere” like it’s a fucking game to him. I hate that i’m constantly reminded that i look just like him, a reflection of who he is if he was a woman, insisting i’d be a slut if I was just raised differently and that I will follow in his footsteps one day. I hate him.