I know I am used to his violence since then.
Ever since I was a child, the memory that I used to have my father is always related to violence. I do not understand that much before because my mother use to feed me with the idea that my father was only hitting me bad because he love me, and he wants to correct me.
And I used to learn that toxic thought when I came in highschool. The violence that I can't fight back to ny father resorted me to fight the other girls lower than me. It was terrible, I've got no friends, and no one wants to be in my circle, and I don't care. I never wanted anyone to understand me given the fact that I couldn't really understand why my father was still hitting me up to this stage.
Not until Stephen came into my life when I hit college.
