My mothers side of the family is very small, her two sisters, half brother and their parents. No one on my mothers side of the family has a good relationship with the other person. My uncle sexually assaulted and raped me and my cousin 2 years ago. When we confessed after much intense therapy, he killed himself back home in Oak Grove Missouri. Went downstairs into our basement and took his shotgun and shot himself in the head after making suicide notes to the family to make them believe he didn't do it; saying he couldn't live with his integrity being questioned like that. Left behind his wife and family. They ALL absolutely hated us. My own grandpa claimed he prayed we would go to hell and that he cursed our lives of misery. I nearly died the night he assaulted us because of alcohol poisoning.
My fathers side of the family however didn't come into my life until I was 12. Things started off nice and easy until I came to visit for the first time, that's when I realized my father was an abusive drunken man. He may have left the dope behind but the coldness in his heart grew over the years. At that time my step mom was pregnant and had two younger girls. Since my step mom was pregnant he couldn't take his anger out on her, so he took it out on my sister who was only 4 years old... Within the first couple nights of being there I had to step up and scream at him to stop hitting her then promised her daddy would never hit her again. I kept that promise for 3 years. See I had a sister that's 3 years older than me and when I first found out about my dad I had found out her and my other sister lived in Las Vegas with me. I would visit them almost every weekend, until my older sister started waking me up with her hands under my clothes. Told me that If I said anything shed tell dad about my interracial pregnancy that ended up in a miscarriage. See my father is a skin head,,,, which I want nothing to do with those beliefs. After 6 months to a year of this constant nightly routine, it stopped when my sister got a boyfriend. I held this secret in for another 3 years, until I decided to call CPS on my father for his abuse and report my sister to the Henderson Police. Now my dad sends me hateful messages and every time I go to Henderson I wont go without my husbands parents or my mother.
Gonzales96 Gonzales96
18-21, F
Aug 17, 2014