Ten years ago this december, my birth father tried to kill my mom and then kidnap me. He had always been incredibly abusive and I was so relieved when the police were called and he was out of my life for good. That following September, my family moved for my safety and I lost my phone one day (I put it in my backpack but that pocket had a hole in it that I was unaware of and it accidentally slipped out.) My mom absolutely lost it on me and told me I was a filthy and disgusting pathetic liar just like my father and that I would turn out just like him and that I was lucky that he wasn't around because he wouldn't put up with how rotten I'd become. That moment really fucked me up because my mom had never treated me like that before. I thought cutting my birth father out of my life would have stopped this sort of thing but in that moment I realized that I would never escape it.