My Dad Suffered In Silence

My Dad Suffered In Silence
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Hey, I’m Connor, I’m 15 and I want to tell you all about my dad and what he went through. My parents were childhood sweethearts, they started dating when they were 14, they got married when they were both 18, then soon after that they had me, followed by my sisters Iona and Tabitha.
On paper, my parents were the perfect couple. They had a beautiful family and they loved each other very much. The problem was that behind closed doors the stresses of life were beginning to get to them. Mom got a promotion at work, the pay was good but they called her up at all hours. Mom was overworked, tired and grumpy. Even little things would make her snap. I remember once when Tabitha refused to eat her spag bol because it had onions in it, so mom threw the plate at the wall. It smashed into hundreds of tiny pieces and bits of pasta, meat and sauce went everywhere.
Mom was moody with dad too. He bought her a bunch of yellow roses to cheer her up and she told him that she hated yellow, then stuffed them in the trash. She was constantly putting him down telling him that he didn’t have a proper job and that she was the only one who provided for this family.
Dad told us that mom was under a lot of pressure with work and that she didn’t mean to be grumpy. The years went by and mom’s temper grew worse. Every night she would drink wine, which made her extra angry. I’d stay in my room and play music to try and block out the sounds of mom shouting at dad.
Mom didn’t just stop at shouting, she liked to throw things around too. I remember walking into the kitchen with bare feet and stepping on a piece of glass because mom had smashed a vase. Dad put a band-aid on my foot and told me that the vase had been dropped by accident. Looking back on it now he always covered for mom.
Next, the bruises started. I noticed them on my dad’s arms. Iona asked him how he’d got them and he told her that he was a clumsy idiot who’d walked into the door. It didn’t stop at bruises, sometimes he’d have scratches, gashes and a few times he had a black eye. Dad would always come up with an excuse such as “he fell over,” or “he walked into a wall.”...

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