Thank you dad for giving me a ptsd. I am 20 years old this year and I can’t still look straight into your eyes for more than 5 seconds. Every time I talk to you, I will start trembling. I hate the fact that all of my siblings have to go through the same shits that I have. I feel unsafe when you are around me. I can’t stand to be in a room when you are in it. The way you always judge me makes me feel that I am worth a s*** in this world. I thought about killing myself a few times but I don’t want to hurt my moms feeling. I only live because of her.