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Family argument got so loud and I got scared, like it felt like there was about to be a fight, or maybe there was already a fight... memory is blurry... I remember one of those incidents, either my parents or my older brother threw objects at each other...
I called and didn't feel brave enough to actually say anything, just hung up. Nothing happened.
Oh jeez the flashbacks are coming back...
this happens a lot, I would often just have 911 ready
it's not like I trust cops, there's no other option, so I was just yolo-ing it, I was scared, idk what I'm supposed to do.
one time I got through and like just let the phone listen to the argument in the background, but then I got so scared I hung up
again, nothing happened, I was more afraid of my parents getting mad at me for getting the law involved.
its always just parents vs older brother arguments...
you gotta understand, this is the brother that I remember when I was like 5 or something, he tied me up with zipties, and once I got so scare of him chasing me around the house, my undeveloped brain made the stupid decision to just leave the apartment and I went looking for my mother at her workplace.
I think I hung up on 911 because I still... dispite being a decade here, felt alien to this place. Abusive family members felt more "closer" than everyone else in society.
wtf
If we were still in China, I might've have the courage to actually say "family violence" into the phone. (and probably get ignored since China doesn't care about family violence anyways)
oh fuck fuck fuck that memory was so scary.
not just once, it happened multiple times
thinking about it makes my heartbeat go up
Childhood trauma is horrible, I'm sorry ): you deserved a safe home, and it's tragic you felt so scared that you had to call the cops.