here I go
I've been having flashbacks lately so my shrink suggested I start journaling again. I'm not sure this is what he had in mind. I have to remember this way to often to not share.
I’m in the bathroom and I hear my parents fighting. it’s bad this time. they’re in the hall outside of the bathroom. I’m crying momma and I grab my dads leg. my head is up to his knee.
he yells “never go against me” and kicks/shoves me down to the landing three stairs down. then he jumps down and throws me the rest of the way down. I bounced off the wall. I got a scrape on the side of my face.
the next thing I remember is waking up in a strange place. one of my parents friends houses I think. later my dad showed up and asked ME for forgiveness, asked ME for a hug. I didn’t feel defiant, I felt scared as hell.
I’m in the bathroom and I hear my parents fighting. it’s bad this time. they’re in the hall outside of the bathroom. I’m crying momma and I grab my dads leg. my head is up to his knee.
he yells “never go against me” and kicks/shoves me down to the landing three stairs down. then he jumps down and throws me the rest of the way down. I bounced off the wall. I got a scrape on the side of my face.
the next thing I remember is waking up in a strange place. one of my parents friends houses I think. later my dad showed up and asked ME for forgiveness, asked ME for a hug. I didn’t feel defiant, I felt scared as hell.