My mom had called and felt a rant coming on.She ranted about my dad, and how he treated her, and how he was after I was born.
My dad...was rather abusive boyfriend. He'd hit my mom whenever he'd come home from work.
My grandma (my dad's mom) use to save her all the time though.
She took care of me, because quite honestly, my dad didn't take care of me at all.
He wouldn't even buy the basic things and such, my grandma had to.
Anyways, my mother always felt she had to stay with my dad, because I was their kid.
But there was one event that finally told her, she should just get the hell away from him, and break up. (They weren't ever married.)
The event took place when I was 2 years old. My mom had just came home from work.
Over the phone, I couldn't remember what my mom said, about what my dad got angry at, but he was very angry with her.
She tried to get away, and ended up in front of her room door. My dad grabbed my mom by her throat and threw her onto the bed, since it was pretty close to the doorway.
I was on the floor playing with toys, and then I saw what happened.
Anyways, my dad was sitting on my mom, chocking her. Aparently, my aunt was over, but stayed in the kitchen. My cousin Kai was yelling at her for not doing anything.
ANYWAYS, Suzu...around the age of 10 or 12, came to the rescue..well, mine and grabbed me out of the room. But that was when ...I can't remember who my mom said...had pulled my dad off of her. But she was okay, thank goodness. She threatened to call the cops and he left.
For good.
But what I think is sorta funny, is how I screamed at my dad "Don't you hurt my mommy! I hate you!" while Suzu grabbed me out of there.
I still can't believe I, as a 2 year old could construct a sentance of that...or like that, to say towards my own father. But then again, I don't think I ever had much respect towards him.
But, what I think is great now, is that my mom and dad can still hold conversations about this and that.
They make better friends.
My mom says it was because my dad was a very jealous boyfriend. And...I can see that.
Haha...
Suzu.I honestly can't remember any event of my father hitting my mother. Even though I was there when he did.
So, I'm very suprised that I'm unafected by all this.
But all I do remember from the time my mom was still with my father,
was saying that thing about "stop hitting my mommy"
Well, of course it was "okaasan"
or..I probably used "chan" haha~
My mom had a close friend who knew what my dad would do to my mom. But she tried to not interfere because it would make it even worse. And they were a good listener, so they helped with what they could~ listening.
But they had asked my mom, the other day, if he hits me.
And heaven knows,
my dad would never.
Which I think is the most funniest thing ever.
He wouldn't hit me.
But I hit the crap out of him, when I get bored.
:'D
payback
is a beotch~
haha.
And for not buying me the basic craps for living..hahaha I don't know
He spoils me now.
So eh.
But I still won't ever forgive him for that.It's 16:45, here.
(4:45 PM)
I'm on Suzu's bed.
EATING HIS RAMEN!?!?! O:
no actually.
I'm sitting on the floor.
Because this desk thing with my laptop on it,
is only a foot or so high.
So...I'm sitting on the floor.
Haha
Nuh~ Suzu won't let me sleep in his bed.
I gotsa grab my pillow and blanket or a futon...
which I can't find in this damn home.
I feel...HAHA.
It's to early to sleep. wtf
No wonder he's saying no.
