I Grew Up With Domestic Violence

Personal Stories, Advice, and Support 204 People

    Why Do They Stay?

    my mother, has had the police out here more times than i can count, but still goes back to the guy....sigh, (not my dad)
    jones22 jones22
    6 Responses Oct 4, 2008

    An Endless Circle

    This is the first time i have ever really said this out loud so here goes .i had a happy normal childhood till the age of around 12 years old. they was only ever me?(me been the oldest) , my mum and brother .my mum started to run at my and hit me at first it wasnt very much but...
    hippogryphlass hippogryphlass
    22-25, F
    1 Response Dec 10, 2011

    Home Is Where The Hatred Is

    so I left.many times,especially around christmas-which could be tricky in the freezing cold. i learned to haunt the local college,they had libraries,showers at the gym,occasional beersoaked couches in frathouse basements. escapism served me well,no need for me to be part of any...
    dubkebab dubkebab
    46-50, M
    6 Responses Feb 16, 2011

    Just Needed To Get It Out

    Well i dunno where to start with this one either, feels wierd that im about to write about my life as i usually dont even let myself think about it. No one knows me, not deep down. Ive got a lot of friends, and a fair few which im soooo close to i call them family. But they dont...
    sashaaax0o sashaaax0o
    18-21, F
    3 Responses Sep 21, 2010

    You Never Loved Me

    Diapers. I was still in them. Just little. So little. It wasn’t a rash. I didn’t leave your home with a rash every week. You weren’t very good at being a dad. Never were. Still aren’t. How could you do it? I was your daughter. Your baby. I was fragile. I...
    PreviouslyBroken PreviouslyBroken
    22-25, F
    Feb 14, 2011

    Being awaken by screams

    and cries, loud voices...things crashing, thumping.......as a curious child...sneak to the stairs to see what is a miss...as I got closer to the stairs, hearing my father's voice, and my mother's cries, sending that fear through your tiny little body....as you sneak on the...
    deleted deleted
    1 Response Jan 4, 2015

    I Dont Know.

    I don't know how it feels. But I know how it feels. I never got hit by my parents-not really. But I got beaten by a kidnapper. All I know is PEOPLE ARE NOT DOLLS YOU CANT JUST DO WATEVER U WANT WITH THEM! I'm sorry for you I mean it. Keep strong!
    LivLov LivLov
    13-15, F
    Oct 14, 2012

    From when I was born till i was ten years old,

    I lived in that environment. The strangest part is how i thought it was normal, now im constantly second guessing what normal family should be like. I never really talked about it, when i first got away from it my Dad tried to push me to see a councilor, but i refused to admit...
    EcclesiastesNIV EcclesiastesNIV
    18-21, F
    1 Response Mar 8, 2014


    I remember each time too fondly, the nights my father would finally snap. The tension would be rising for weeks and I would know it was going to happen again. Even still my young mind wanted to believe my father was telling the truth, that he wouldn't harm my mother again but he...
    Babyt13 Babyt13
    1 Response Apr 30, 2013


    This will be the time he kills her. On the porch, overlooking the yard in which we play and pretend we're rulers of kingdoms in which abuse is punishable by death. In the hallway, where every inch of wall is decorated with crayon scribbles of safe places. On the shattered panes...
    bombe bombe
    22-25, F
    Mar 28, 2013

    It's So Scary..

    I remember when my father hit my mother.. it was terrifying.. and I tried to help her and he just hit me out of the way.. I was so scared.. then a family friend came in and took him out for the rest of the day.. I thought for sure that my mother would leave him.. but she never...
    sasukesnumber1fan sasukesnumber1fan
    18-21, F
    2 Responses Feb 4, 2010

    With Love To All Of Us

    and once the storm is over , you wont remember how you made it though, how you managed to survive, You wont even be sure if the storm is over, But one things for sure...when you walk out you wont be the same as when you walked in. Thats what this this storm is all about .. . My...
    starlitz starlitz
    41-45, F
    4 Responses Aug 18, 2011

    Grew Up With It To...

     I grew up with domestic violence as well....watched my Dad beat the hell out of my mother all the time, he was an loser alcoholic.....she turned into one after wards jut to numb the pain and escaped. I and my other nine siblings tried more times and one to stop him from...
    deleted deleted
    1 Response Mar 7, 2010

    The memories are vague,

    and fragmented due to time, old age, and because of all of the years of drinking and doing drugs. However, I still remember enough to remind me of just how bad my childhood really was. I remember to this very day seeing my grandma lying in a bed, not long before she died of...
    Panman60 Panman60
    56-60, M
    1 Response Feb 8, 2014

    I Thought The Nightmares Would Never End

    Daddy and Mom loved each other. The smiles in their wedding day pictures are genuine and honest. But no one except the family knew, for a number of years, whenever Daddy drank, which he did every night, he was a monster. Sober, he was charming and polite - the best husband and...
    MaryJanine MaryJanine
    61-65, F
    Jun 25, 2013

    Ashamed Of My Parents

    my past affects me to this day...the people a young child has no other option but to trust ...parents and granparents ...not to mention your mothers new found live in boyfriend.. myself and my siblings were abused by all on a daily basis... lack of food..daily beatings no hygiene...
    starlitz starlitz
    41-45, F
    2 Responses Aug 18, 2011


    My dad hit my mom.  I never saw him do it, but I know he did.  I know because I could hear them, behind closed doors, fighting an endless battle over things so unimportant, that now, years later, she can't remember what the arguments were about.  It's frightening...
    cedricsmom cedricsmom
    36-40, F
    5 Responses May 17, 2009

    7 Years.

    Okay. This is the first time I've ever shared a story of mine about this. I have a long and sorry past and I am only 14 years old. I will most likely put it all out because honestly, it feels good to have a clean slate sometimes. To begin, I would like to say that I have a very...
    Lovelifebeforeitsgone14 Lovelifebeforeitsgone14
    13-15, F
    1 Response Oct 12, 2012

    A Rainbow of Abuse (if Under 18, Only Read If You Need Help)

    Growing up, I survived a whole rainbow of abuse, and would like to offer condolence too anyone who needs it. Everyone deserves happiness. I have been through sexual abuse on many occassions, verbal abuse around every corner, and have been severly beaten by both parents. If anyone...
    BirdsFlyAway BirdsFlyAway
    18-21, F
    8 Responses Apr 20, 2009

    I like to say that I wasn't affected by what I

    witnessed as I child but I'd be lying to myself if I said that. I know that some people have come out of similar situations in a worse way than I have. Sometimes I wonder whether or not I'd be the way I am if it hadn't been for the violence in my life. My father was a violent...
    PearlyyJayy PearlyyJayy
    18-21, F
    Dec 13, 2015

    Salt Water.

    I fell asleep. Now, every child growing up in a violent home knows that this is a big mistake. If a fight kicks off, who will defend my Mum? Who will call the police, the ambulance? Our neighbours can't be counted on; the whole cul de sac is aware of the savage beatings...
    deleted deleted
    Jul 15, 2010

    No Where To Run Or Hide So I Escaped Into Myself.

    I didn't find out till I was 14 or so but, my father was a cocaine addict. My parents got separated twice, I remember being little and seeing my father beat my mom, randomly finding cops outside our house and being confused as to why, my mother packing me and my brother in a car...
    dreamingpoppet dreamingpoppet
    22-25, F
    Nov 18, 2012
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