Hey, my parents only fought until they divorced! And then it was over.

Oh, but then they fought for years through a despicable custody battle in which I really had no say, and could hardly see my dad.

Oh, and then my mom married someone else who she also picked a massive amount of very violent fights with.

Oh, and then she started fights with me, all of my siblings, and pitted us against each other constantly.

I'm still recovering. It's hard to get past memories of plates breaking in the apartment floor, cops being called by neighbors, things thrown at me and being hit, and just... all the yelling over the years. Imma go hide in the bathroom now.