Child Abuse Story From Sandra

by Sandra
(Location Undisclosed)

I'm 15 years old. My entire life has been a living Hell. My stepmother and stepsisters moved in with me and my father when I was four. My stepmother is vindictive, malevolent, ignorant and manipulative. She is completely obsessed with making me miserable. She can make an issue out of thin air. One time she got me so enraged that I threw up midsentence. I looked online and it said extreme mental stress is the cause of nausea caused by anger. My father never cared about me and just put me on medication. He always acts like I'm retarded and is the most condescending person I've ever met. He's also extremely ignorant and idiotic. He never knows anything about what he's talking about, no matter how much he thinks he does. The way he talks to me makes me think he's trying to brainwash me(still!) into thinking that I'm retarded and that I can't take care of myself. Which is a bunch of crap. If there's anything that is physically impossible, it's telling me I'm not intelligent. Because I know I'm an extremely smart person and that my mental age easily surpasses the people around me(not trying to sound pretentious or anything.).
And recently, he's been really creeping me out. The creepiness started a few weeks ago when he made an extremely creepy comment. He said "Go to sleep little girl or I'll sit on your chest and pour pepper down your throat." to which I immediately responded to by cussing him out. He even whispered it. Then a few days later, we were in the car and he kept touching my leg and saying "Daddy wants to play, too." and sh*t like that. Bear in mind that I haven't called him Daddy since I was around seven. I call him dad. So that really pissed me off and disgusted me. He's continued to be a creep lately. Everything he says completely revolts me and his very presence infuriates me to my core. I told my stepfather about all this and he's extremely concerned. We'd been talking about having me get emancipated once I turn 16. The messed up thing is that every therapist I've ever met has always assumed my stepfather is some sort of pedophile or creep when really, it's been my father the whole time. Makes me sick. I'm also a disturbingly heavy sleeper. A freaking train could crash through my house when I was sleeping and I wouldn't even twitch. I'm completely serious. So he could of been molesting me in my sleep for years without me knowing.

It's gotten to the point where I'm now a bona fide sociopath. I lost my conscience at around twelve years old. I can clearly remember one day where I killed a cat and was only worried about whether or not I'd go to Hell for it. I've become an environmental sociopath. I can't even remember what guilt or remorse feels like.
The only good thing about this is that since my father saw how I wanted to kill him on a blog I wrote a few months ago, he's completely scared sh**less of me. Sure he still threatens me. But even if I egg him on and taunt him to actually hit me and see what happens, he won't. And I know he won't. He's afraid I'll beat him so badly he won't be able to function anymore.
I hate this man with a fiery passion. People seem to think that when I say this that I'm just going through a phase, but I'm not. I got past all my phases years ago. I'm a competent adult and I should be treated as such. I cannot wait until I'm out of this house for good. My life will becomes so much better. I don't care if I'm starving and living on Tv dinners while saving up for college. I NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE. End of story.
Thanks for reading.

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