With an eye filled tears and a broken heart, I write this.

You all know in the movies how a man beats up his children and wife for the most littlest thing ever? Yea, that just happened and it hurts like hell because it’s my family.

Growing up I knew my father as a hot-headed man, he has a temper like a volcano but never did I take him as an abusive father. His my father and I have to see him in the most positive way possible. Right?

At the age of 11, that was when I first saw my father hit my Mother. He had flogged her mercilessly as if she had stolen something. But what made him hit her hard?

She was only trying to save my brother who my father had beaten half dead. My mother’s crime was what again? She tried to stop him.

Years later, am grown. I stand for the right. I detest men who beat up women, I try to contribute, to be a voice. I even tell people it’s better to stay single then to live with someone who makes your eyes soak up.

I thought it was possible till today, till I saw my father flog my mother again, till I saw him slap her so hard that it literally broke me down. What was her fault?

My Dad launched at my brother with a cane for the most insignificant thing ever. I didn’t want to intervene, it was not my place. But I couldn’t endure it when I saw my dad of 40-50-year-old push, my brother, down and start punching him.

It brought the defensive mode in me. How can he be beating up a kid who has a serious injury on his chest, how can he pin him on the table and use the cover of a big cooler to hit him on the head?

That to me was murder in progress. I tried to stop him and he pushed me so hard that I landed on the door. I hope my head doesn’t have an internal scratch.

My Mom came and he slapped her before pushing him and we still managed to pull out my brother. But that didn’t stop him from launching at me with a cane, he hit me several on the head and I’m not even sure I can make my Christmas hair. Sucks right?

After that, he launched at my Mom and flogged me on the hip. I was too shocked to even believe what was happening.

My Father and I have the same level of anger but I still put mine under the table. I manage to bottle it up that sometimes I ignore people in a bid not to rip them in pieces.

I always thought it was easy to get out of an abusive home. I thought it was a piece of cake but it’s not. It’s a lot harder than you think and when you see someone trying to please be gentle.

So many times I go through my father’s vocal abuse and when I respond, I’m tagged rude and stupid. Why?

Surviving in such a home requires all the energy you can think of. You need lots of mental health and physical strength.

Some are lucky to be rescued and found on time, why others have to experience this for the rest of their lives. It doesn’t get any better. Having to deal with traumas and nightmares that develops from this stuff is difficult.

No one should be made to go through such a thing. If as a man, you can’t deal with your temper, get some help. Visit a therapist, have some safe management skills. Don’t go about inflicting pain on your family. It hurts.

Thank you.