The last time my abusive mother tried to physically corner me I was 13 years old and had had enough. I hit her across the face as hard as I could, and she never touched me again. That was the first and last time I've ever struck a woman.
It got me put in a glorified orphanage and made a ward of the state. As usual, children go to jail for the abuse their parents commit. But it was worth it.
Well done Josh, you have the satisfaction of knowing you stood up for yourself as a child. I wish I'd done the same to my own abusive mother. My father never even argued back, because he'd learned from experience that she would take revenge when he was at work, by destroying his belongings, and he was terrified she would injure or kill the children, which she had threatened many times. She tried to drown my brother and me at the beach when we were little, but we managed to struggle free. Years later she related the story, laughing as if it were comical. I've sometimes fantasized about killing her myself as a child. If she were dead, my father would have nothing to fear, and could explain the situation to authorities. I might get off lightly, and family life could go on happily without her. When I told my sister about my fantasy, she said she wished I had done it!
This is interesting. My younger brother, who is 6'4" and over 250 lbs. was a big boy in grade school. He was constantly bullied because of his size and that my mother told him not to hit back because he was so big. Finally, after months of being bullied by a girl, she tore the arm out of my brother's coat (a coat my mother had just bought him for winter). He came home crying. My mother turned him lose on this girl, and told him that if she ever bullies him again, defend yourself. Well, he did defend himself and almost knocked the girl into the following week. My mother got a phone call from her mother and was screaming at my mother. When my mother told her to shut up and told her what happened, and she wanted to be reimbursed for the coat, she beat the shit out of her daughter. End of story.
The last time my abusive mother tried to physically corner me I was 13 years old and had had enough. I hit her across the face as hard as I could, and she never touched me again. That was the first and last time I've ever struck a woman.
It got me put in a glorified orphanage and made a ward of the state. As usual, children go to jail for the abuse their parents commit. But it was worth it.
Well done Josh, you have the satisfaction of knowing you stood up for yourself as a child. I wish I'd done the same to my own abusive mother. My father never even argued back, because he'd learned from experience that she would take revenge when he was at work, by destroying his belongings, and he was terrified she would injure or kill the children, which she had threatened many times. She tried to drown my brother and me at the beach when we were little, but we managed to struggle free. Years later she related the story, laughing as if it were comical. I've sometimes fantasized about killing her myself as a child. If she were dead, my father would have nothing to fear, and could explain the situation to authorities. I might get off lightly, and family life could go on happily without her. When I told my sister about my fantasy, she said she wished I had done it!
Sorry you had to go through that experience but glad it worked out in the long run.
There is a blog "The Last time I hit a woman" about a young boy who hits his mother. https://www.certifiedmale.com.au/issue9/lasttime.htm
This is interesting. My younger brother, who is 6'4" and over 250 lbs. was a big boy in grade school. He was constantly bullied because of his size and that my mother told him not to hit back because he was so big. Finally, after months of being bullied by a girl, she tore the arm out of my brother's coat (a coat my mother had just bought him for winter). He came home crying. My mother turned him lose on this girl, and told him that if she ever bullies him again, defend yourself. Well, he did defend himself and almost knocked the girl into the following week. My mother got a phone call from her mother and was screaming at my mother. When my mother told her to shut up and told her what happened, and she wanted to be reimbursed for the coat, she beat the shit out of her daughter. End of story.
Wow.