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I_Belong_To_Me
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Hi everyone,
I’m new here and on a search to find out why this is all happening to my family and I, if you can even call it a family anymore!
My parents were happily married and three years ago things just started to unravel at an alarming rate. My father would go out drinking with his friends and my mother would stay home. When he came home he would yell at her, often scream at her so loud that I would be woken up and wonder if I should call the police…or if maybe the neighbours had already.
One night it got so bad that there was doors slaming so hard I thought they might fall right off of the hinges, there was fists slamming on closed doors and pushing and shoving and throwing of objects at each other.
Then things calmed down a little bit after that, but little did I know what my mother had in store, she started looking for a place to live all alone.
She waited one day this October early on in the month for my father to go to work and she had a dozen people come over and help her pack the things that she wanted in the place i used to call a home, and she left. It was done with in 5 hours and we were all gone.
Now my father hates her, and I guess part of that is understandable. Maybe he thought that she would never have the guts to leave him.
Almost three months later i’m still getting hateful emails from my father about how much of a horrible person my mother is and how much he hates her…he emailed me yesterday and said he hated my mother so much that he wasnt having Chrismtas this year at all that he didnt even want to see me ether.
So my question is, was it wrong for my mother to leave a loving relationship, turned abusive?
Why does my father hate her so so much? Can’t he see that to build a marriage it takes two people and to have it fall apart it takes two people as well?
Why do I feel like he hates me as much as he hates my mother?
Because of watching my parents and how they’ve torn my entire family apart and hurt so many people in the process, including themselves. For me it’s another day…another girl left so confused trying to find my way within this mess.
I almost feel somedays like I betrayed my father because one day he was in my home and then he was gone, I walked away from him…
Some days I wake up and I wonder what God has in store for my so-called family. All I want to is forget about ‘love’. I dont want to care at all anymore. I used only care a little bit but sometimes I think that I care way to much. I look at the relationship I have with my fiance and somedays I wake up and wish that I never felt this love thing because look how it turned out for my parents? I guess i’m just trying to brace myself for the fall.
It’s not like I can fix this, it’s not my problem to fix, or is it?
I just want to erase it from my memories…all my precious time that i’ve worried about this, i cant get it back, so lost and alone…and i cant take feeling like that, I’ve had enough I just want to move on. Im sick of looking back. Doesnt God say be strong?
Thankyou for your replys and advice…in advance.
I_Belong_To_Me
I’m new here and on a search to find out why this is all happening to my family and I, if you can even call it a family anymore!
My parents were happily married and three years ago things just started to unravel at an alarming rate. My father would go out drinking with his friends and my mother would stay home. When he came home he would yell at her, often scream at her so loud that I would be woken up and wonder if I should call the police…or if maybe the neighbours had already.
One night it got so bad that there was doors slaming so hard I thought they might fall right off of the hinges, there was fists slamming on closed doors and pushing and shoving and throwing of objects at each other.
Then things calmed down a little bit after that, but little did I know what my mother had in store, she started looking for a place to live all alone.
She waited one day this October early on in the month for my father to go to work and she had a dozen people come over and help her pack the things that she wanted in the place i used to call a home, and she left. It was done with in 5 hours and we were all gone.
Now my father hates her, and I guess part of that is understandable. Maybe he thought that she would never have the guts to leave him.
Almost three months later i’m still getting hateful emails from my father about how much of a horrible person my mother is and how much he hates her…he emailed me yesterday and said he hated my mother so much that he wasnt having Chrismtas this year at all that he didnt even want to see me ether.
So my question is, was it wrong for my mother to leave a loving relationship, turned abusive?

Why does my father hate her so so much? Can’t he see that to build a marriage it takes two people and to have it fall apart it takes two people as well?
Why do I feel like he hates me as much as he hates my mother?
Because of watching my parents and how they’ve torn my entire family apart and hurt so many people in the process, including themselves. For me it’s another day…another girl left so confused trying to find my way within this mess.
I almost feel somedays like I betrayed my father because one day he was in my home and then he was gone, I walked away from him…
Some days I wake up and I wonder what God has in store for my so-called family. All I want to is forget about ‘love’. I dont want to care at all anymore. I used only care a little bit but sometimes I think that I care way to much. I look at the relationship I have with my fiance and somedays I wake up and wish that I never felt this love thing because look how it turned out for my parents? I guess i’m just trying to brace myself for the fall.
It’s not like I can fix this, it’s not my problem to fix, or is it?
I just want to erase it from my memories…all my precious time that i’ve worried about this, i cant get it back, so lost and alone…and i cant take feeling like that, I’ve had enough I just want to move on. Im sick of looking back. Doesnt God say be strong?
Thankyou for your replys and advice…in advance.
I_Belong_To_Me