I am 13 years old now, but when I was around 8-9 years old late at night I had gone to bed and so had the rest of my family. A few minutes into the night as im trying to fall asleep, I hear my parents arguing with each other, but in a hushed tone to not wake me and my brother up. I got up to see what was going on, and side note: before this my parents would always argue and fight, but nothing physical. I hid behind a wall/corner that had a view to the room they were in without them being able to see me. My dad had been sleeping in the garage because he unexpectedly brought a dog home from a girl he was seeing while being married to my mom and my mom didn't want it in the house. Anyways, my dad was trying to get rid of the lock on the garage door ( not the actual garage door, but the door leading into it) and my mom wanted to know what was the noise. Fast forward, my mom yelled at him for trying to remove it (btw my dad has a screw driver in his hand) and my mom pushes him away from the door, making them start to kind of fight physically. Then my dad pins my mom to the floor holding the screwdriver against her and whispered something to my mom, which I dont know what it was to this day, but since I was young and was scared my dad was gonna do something all I did was just stand there trying to hold in my tears. My parents are now luckily divorced, but yea, I kind of just wanted to tell someone this, idk.

I been thinking real hard about even relaying these awful things about the person that I have admired the most, the person I have respected and revered my whole life but that now, has completely backstabbed me in the worst way possible. A few years ago, a scandal broke in my political family involving my mother. As you can imagine, it nearly broke my marriage and tore my husband’s family apart. My sister in law found my father in law and my mom talking on social media. The worst part of it, when I was confronted, I was accused of knowing about the whole affair and made it looked like I was an accomplice to the whole ordeal. When I had absolutely no clue to such a disgusting mess. I don’t know what neither of them were trying to accomplish and now, I’m the black sheep of the family. No one talks to me. While my father in law is still loved and honored. My mother the home wrecker and I pay the sins of her ordeals. She never once has said I’m sorry. Never! In her head, I’m better off without that side of the family. But it’s not about that; why did she do this to me? Why my father in law? Among so many men? Why him! I guess I’m just looking for an explanation and I know I will never get it from her. Because she just cannot accept she did anything wrong. I wish I could get her version because as of now, I only know everyone else’s but her’s. I always thought I didn’t need to hear her side because it’s not my place to question her, but I have kids who now have to suffer for her sins as well. I don’t think it’s fair to them either. I guess the damage is done as well and the past is the past. I won’t get nothing accomplished but I just want an acknowledgment from her part that she messed up.

• August 12, 2023