The Manipulators
My dad made my mom choose between him or me when I was 15. He was angry I wouldn’t give him my email password to change it and block me from having any friends after I changed schools.
My mom, without hesitation, told me to leave. It was winter. I had no coat and wandered around town, then slept under the stairs of the building they lived in. Eventually, that night my father gave my mother permission to let me back in.
I told them about this trauma when I was 25. They both screamed at me & called me a “frigging liar” while I cried. I’ll never forget the trauma of my mother telling her child to leave and choosing her husband over an email password.