Life of Me
My life has been a roller coaster of both wonderful and horrible moments. Moments that I guess shaped me into the person I am today. I have been a military brat since the adorable age of two. I have lived in 22 different places in my short 26 years. My father was in the army so we moved a lot. When I was five years old I found out a secret my mother tried so hard to hide from everyone including us kids. My father whom I adored was a drunk that physically, mentally, and verbally abusing my mother. For a while, I tried to act like I didn’t know, to pretend that nothing was happening. As I got a little older I realized that I was not the only one pretending that nothing was going on. When I was seven or eight we moved to Alaska. Alaska was our favorite of all the duty stations we had been and will be. There was always …show more content…
Thanksgiving night came and of course as we expected my dad started up by hitting picture frames off the wall and breaking some fancy glassware my grandma had giving my mom. He seemed extra mad this night and we weren’t sure why but tried to keep everything claim and quiet as to not antagonize him to stop hitting the glassware and starting hitting us and our mom. Inevitably he made his way to my mom and yelled and cried pleading with him to stop. I guess one of the neighbors call the MP’s (military police) cause next thing I knew there was a banging on the door. They came in and took my dad to the brig (military jail) for what we now refer to as a sleepover. They brought him back the next morning without a second thought just dropped him off the left. They didn’t charge him with everything, didn’t fine him, nothing because they didn’t want to blemish his military record over what they called a “marital spat.” Those men saw my mom’s bruises, heard her cries, and saw her the plea for help in her eyes and pretended they didn’t notice any of it. The only thing they did was make it
My life has been a roller coaster of both wonderful and horrible moments. Moments that I guess shaped me into the person I am today. I have been a military brat since the adorable age of two. I have lived in 22 different places in my short 26 years. My father was in the army so we moved a lot. When I was five years old I found out a secret my mother tried so hard to hide from everyone including us kids. My father whom I adored was a drunk that physically, mentally, and verbally abusing my mother. For a while, I tried to act like I didn’t know, to pretend that nothing was happening. As I got a little older I realized that I was not the only one pretending that nothing was going on. When I was seven or eight we moved to Alaska. Alaska was our favorite of all the duty stations we had been and will be. There was always …show more content…
Thanksgiving night came and of course as we expected my dad started up by hitting picture frames off the wall and breaking some fancy glassware my grandma had giving my mom. He seemed extra mad this night and we weren’t sure why but tried to keep everything claim and quiet as to not antagonize him to stop hitting the glassware and starting hitting us and our mom. Inevitably he made his way to my mom and yelled and cried pleading with him to stop. I guess one of the neighbors call the MP’s (military police) cause next thing I knew there was a banging on the door. They came in and took my dad to the brig (military jail) for what we now refer to as a sleepover. They brought him back the next morning without a second thought just dropped him off the left. They didn’t charge him with everything, didn’t fine him, nothing because they didn’t want to blemish his military record over what they called a “marital spat.” Those men saw my mom’s bruises, heard her cries, and saw her the plea for help in her eyes and pretended they didn’t notice any of it. The only thing they did was make it