Thread:EmberWolf12/@comment-45123716-20200504203250/@comment-45510371-20200505040704

On February, on a Sunday, My parents had an argument because I said something to a friend I wasn't supposed to. The conversation later moved on about how I felt. I remember my dad saying that showing your emotions was something babies do or something. Then, he got mad at my mom for correcting him. Well, my dad was mad that night and sent my mom downstairs to sleep. This happened the whole week. He wouldn't talk to anyone and would keep sending my mom downstairs to sleep. Friday was a nightmare, however. The day had gotten better as my dad started communicating more, so I went to sleep well. What I didn't know was my mom went back downstairs.

At 2 in the morning, I heard my mom screaming because my dad threw the couch across the room with her on it. He was so mad and destroyed a table. Then he took out his anger on the couch with a rod. He yelled at my mom, telling her that he wanted her to sleep with him, but she refused. Then, he took a sledgehammer and threatened to destroy our brand new kitchen, thinking that she would sleep with him because she loves the kitchen. He eventually gave up and went back to bed. My mom tried to call the police, and my dad thought that she was calling her aunt who lives nearby, so he crushed it. The cops came at the door and took my dad away. He was arrested for the night. In the morning, he stayed at my uncle, then at my great grandmas. I was very sad because I love my dad very much. He had a restraint for a week away from my neighborhood. The next week, he went to court and the judge gave him a fine and told him he had to take anger therapy for three months. He tried to come back that week, but my mom was too scared. He took me and my siblings to his house and asked me privately what she thought. Basically, my mom's point of view was that he did the wrong thing. My dad, though, thought that she didn't need to call the cops because he wasn't hurting her. By the fourth week, my mom talked to our bishop to our church and decided to forgive and forget. I'm very surprised they didn't get divorced, but I get flashbacks of that night. I also have become depressed because of that.