Hello everyone.
My name is Manca, I am 22-year-old and here is my story.
I grew up in a poor family but we always kind of managed to live by. But I wish lack of money would be the only problem in my family. My father was abusive and an alcoholic. All he did was go to work and come home drunk. That caused a lot of trouble because my parents would always argue after and many times, they ended up in a physical fight. It was brutal. He hit her; she threw plates at him. And many more scenes that I cannot get out of my mind even today. After my 18 birthday something happened. I was traumatized by the event that occur. So, I decided it is time to end this nightmare. So, I went to the police. They handcuffed my father and he spend the night in jail. After that It was peaceful but not for long. My neighbors called and said that we were in danger. My father was seeking revenge by burning down the house. So, we had no choice but to go live in women safe-house. We were there for a month until we found a place to live. After a while I thought that the nightmare ended but I was wrong. My mom wanted to go live back to our previous house where my father was, because we could not afford to live anywhere else. And it started again. It was getting worse, but my father could not take it anymore, so he decided to move out. He went to live in a homeless shelter. He is still there and getting better. At least he does not drink that much anymore but I still cannot forgive him for what he has done. After my father left the house my mother started to drink. And she is worse than my father. She has been abusing me for several years now and I cannot take it anymore. After 22 years I just want some peace. I thought going to college would help me, but it just made it worse. I was diagnosed with depression, social anxiety, hyperboulia, anhedonia, concentration problems, anxiety attack and because of that I have been visiting psychiatrist for the past 2 years. I had to drop out of collage that I had worked so hard to get in because I just could not focus on studying anymore. Did not want to live either. My only reason to live are my precious two dogs that keep me going forward. Without them I would probably be dead.
I am asking for help because this is my last resorts. I can not get a job because I live in a village where I do not have many public transports and I do not have a driving license yet. I cannot save any money because every time I get some money to save my mom steals it because I “owe” her cause she gave birth to.me. I want to leave this place and to finally live a peaceful life. After 22 years of abusive I hope that someone out there is willing to help me so, I can finally go and leave this hell and be happy and pursue my dreams to live in a small cabin with my beautiful dogs and after that I would love to build an animal shelter.
Thanks to whoever will read this and help. My pooch is sending doggie kisses also for everyone who help.
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