I was the reason why i was beaten as a 5 year old
When me and my family still lived in syria, my dad used to hit me A LOT. Like i remember it being very regular. He was unemployed and he sought out every opportunity to beat the shit out of me. He always did it when my mom was at work, obviously. This went on since the age of 4 until i was about 7 or 8. He still hit me after for many years but it wasnt as regular.
I maybe did something wrong, slightly inconveniant, annoying, whatever. I dont know what i did and i really dont care, because it doesnt matter. He would yell at me, drag me by the hair, drag my by the ear across the floor and throw me against the closet or the mirror. He would curse me and tell me i was an animal, that i shouldnt have ever been born, that i am a disrespectful person who didnt deserve to live. Thats the closest i can translate the verbal abuse, it was in arabic of course. And then he locked me in my room and i didnt eat or drink for hours, until my mom came back home. I told her all the time what he did to me. I told her how he hurt me and that it wasnt fair. Imagine a 5 year old explain a 39 year old mother that her 49 year old father was verbally, psychologically and physically abusive, only for thw mum to then say that the 5 year old was at fault. It was my fault, that i dropped a glass, that i said something off, that i joked in a wrong way, that i asked for somwthing too much. She told mw i had to apologize to him. She FORCED me to apologize, he never did.
When i would say that he has to apologize, they told me that i should be ashamed. He never showed mercy. And then i told my grandma on my moms side. Same thing. I told my aunt. Same thing.
I will never talk to these bastards ever again.