confused and terrified
I am going to do something this week that will rip my family clean apart. Nothing will ever be the same. Nothing. I don't even know if my mother will ever speak to me again in this lifetime and I am scared to death. My mom was my hero. She worked two jobs for me when we were alone. She keeps her job to put me through college. What the hell am I suppose to do. This may backfire and she may cancel the loan that is in her name. Which will probably happen. I may not get to finish school. All of this for one simple reason. After Jack died, who by the way was the only person to tell my real father that he didn't deserve to talk to me, I realized how important it is to protect my siblings and that we should help each other in certain instances. Well, this is one of them. My (step)dad is now hurting my brother like he hurt me for 13 years. My brother is 11, almost 12, and can't really defend himself just yet. There will, however, come a time when he does defend himself and that could get ugly. I am willing to give up all the things in my life that are most important to me to protect my little brother. I will be going to DCF (department of children and families) tomorrow to report this problem. Someone I really trust and who knows about a lot more than most is going with me on Tuesday afternoon. oy...wish me luck