Going a full day fearing I was going to die for some unknown reason. Later that night I had to call 911 on my dad because he was yelling and I was scared to death. I remember being utterly terrified on the phone with the operator, crying, trying to whisper my address and begging them to get here as fast as possible. As the yelling continued I asked her if I could sit by our mailbox outside of the house and she said yes. My dad heard me go outside and tried to forcefully pick me up against my will. I screamed bloody murder, started kicking to survive and he ended up punching my face. Thankfully the police arrived just as that was happening and one officer grabbed me away while the others chased my dad into the house to subdue him. He was sent to a mental hospital and it was later found out that he has bipolar and smoking weed made him snap and become insane.

It's been a few months since this all happened and I regularly have nightmares because of this night. I started seeing a therapist and I was recently diagnosed with PTSD due to my parents having it and this experience. My mom also has nightmares about it and it concerns my dad quite a bit. He only remembers being handcuffed by police and waking up in the mental hospital. He wants to sit down and talk with me about it so he can apologize but at the moment I can't. I've never had something like this happen before but when I try to remember that night or when someone talks about it my body violently shakes, almost like a seizure. My speech begins to slur, I repeat or trip over words, it's hard to explain. I told him that I understand that that man wasn't my dad that evening and let him know I still need time before we talk about it. I'm torn because I don't want him to apologize but at the same time I do. My legs were scratched and bloody from fighting for my life, my clothes were ripped, I had to go to finals week with a black eye and broken nose, I was mentally tormented for weeks and barely got any sleep. It was absolute hell and it still hurts me to this day.