hello guys. this is going to be insanely triggering and i never imagined i'd end up writing one of those posts myself, but i've reached my breaking point:
i came home from uni about an hour ago to visit my mom and spend my two free days at home. sounds easy enough. but let me tell you about her husband.
this man has been living with us since 2017, and here's the catch: he's an alcoholic ex-con with the scariest anger control and drinking issues i've seen in my entire life, and that's coming from someone who knows my biological father (which is a whole another story i won't go into, but i hope you'll believe me nonetheless) and is beyond traumatized for life. he threatened to kill me in my sleep when i was a minor. he threw plates and glasses at me. he'd keep calling me a sl*t and a r*tard whenever and wherever he could and swore to get me the fuck out of his house, alive or dead. and to understand this one better you have to understand that he moved here from abroad (!) to live with my mother, meaning "his" house, his bed, even the car he drives? they all legally belong to my mother and were bought with my mother's money and hard work. but back to what's going on right now.
he cut all of our internet's cables with a knife while drunk on at least one vodka bottle because i saw an empty bottle on the table and another bottle of something i could't recognize (i'm using my mobile data to write this), knowing that he's not only hurting me but also my mother's source of income as an engineer working from home. my mother had to literally kick him out of the house forcefully because he refused to do so himself no matter how many times she yelled at him to get the fuck out of his house. i even recorded him breaking stuff around the house and screaming just like i've done many times before. i went downstairs to speak to my mother and the second he heard my voice from outside he started screaming and kicking the door. he even shut off the electrical power completely so i can't even charge my phone. it's 1am, i'm lying in bed with my 3% battery, and i can't see shit because it's dark and i can't do anything because his fucking ugly ass is still out there. he knows he'll be allowed back inside in the morning. and like i said at the beginning, i've had it.
i never had to beg for anything in my life because i could always earn my own money and be independent but right now i'm a chronically ill student who doesn't even have enough money to afford both my dorm and my mental and physical health care stuff all by myself. but one thing i know for sure is that i can't let it slide this time and i need to do something.
i'm not asking for anything if you need the money more than i do, but please please please at least consider helping me stand on my feet or showing this post to someone who could help. my paypal is here, /evilfactory if the link isn't working and my battery is dying. i could never thank you enough.