-July 23, 2024-

My mom had technically “abandoned” us at the beginning of summer, putting me and my brother stuck with our dad, she was entirely fed up with me not listening, not following directions, and overall thinking I was a bad kid

My mom gives me a call on that day and asks how we are doing, I said “fine, just woke up, took a shower and about to play some MW3”

The next thing she asked for was to go back with her for the rest of the summer, I felt like she lied to me when she said she did therapy and calmed down fully, but idk if it really happened

Then suddenly, my dad goes into our room furious and full of rage towards my mom, and starts hitting her with mean comments and yelling at the top of his lungs at her

Same for my mom too, but I did the most STUPIDEST thing I could have done, and said “timeout” at my dad

I kept saying timeout at him but he still didn’t listen, so I had to raise my voice louder and say it in such a demanding tone “timeout.”

Of course he tried to tell me to go to the living room and leave him alone, but instead, I said “[my brother’s name] go to the living room. Now.” I stayed in the room with my dad, he yelled at me to go to the living room, I said “No, this is my room.” He still yelled, I stood my ground

The next thing he does is hang up the phone and starts getting into my face, thinking I was challenging him, and so I did too

My legs were shaking, my back was sweating, my throat ran cold, and he still yelled at my face, the next thing I did, impacted his life against me

“WHY DO YOU FOCUS ON THE STUPID ARGUMENT AGAINST MOM AND NOT ME AND MY BROTHER’S FUTURE?” as I yelled at his face…

He stopped getting angry, he stopped getting in my face, almost like he finally realized what he did so wrong, all he did was stood there taking small breaths and listening to me speak actual reasons…

I started crying heavily, my legs shook very violently, and my voice was about to crack, but he still listened and turned normal…

He apologized deeply once he calmed down, and he hugged me… to make sure I was okay…

That summer changed how my dad thinks to this day, and how much I hate yelling, how much I HATE being angry, but still, I wished I never yelled at him…

Being 14 was the worst year of my life, how much misery and chaos there were, how much crying and pain happened, I hope Chris never experiences this, AT ALL…

Now that I’m 16, I’m going to make sure I complete this year and 2026 better than that year, by any means necessary…