I have my uncle, and my two brothers are sticking by my side and sticking up for me while I'm not there at home. (my mom and her husband has been bitching about me non-stop when I told her that we have to see an advocate tomorrow)
My uncle says that he doesn't think outside of physically punching a woman or having sex forcefully without a woman's consent is "abuse". He says that John is telling me "things I need to hear" and just trying to "discipline" me. But he's an 85 year old man, I didn't expect for him to understand. Saying that I'm a serial killer in the making, conceited when I can't even get a boyfriend, and saying that I'm a lesbian is not things ANYONE wants to hear, especially from a father-figure. Had John been a boyfriend, I would have been out the door before he could even finish his FIRST insult.
I'm done crying about this, it's been fifteen years that I've had to deal with this monster.
My mother still doesn't believe it's abuse, especially since John apologizes later for his behavior and I forgive him and we get on after. So I scheduled an appointment tomorrow with someone that is neutral and has training and/or degree with this sort of behavior, so that my mother can see past her blind eyes and really see that her daughter is/was being abused.
I am going to rehab (im even speeding up the process so I can be away from my parents) and have discussed doing rehab out of state in order for me to be away from my mom and stepdad, and we're looking into that (my friend and my uncle and me).
I have since stated to my mother that I am cutting all ties with her starting now and it will continue until I am finished with rehab. I told her that I cannot forgive them for this and I cannot continue my life being abused and then blaming them on it and continuing the "vicious cycle".
This has been very hard and I've been crying all day because of it, but maybe what's worse than not having a mother at all is having one that chooses a loser husband over her own daughter and makes her own daughter miserable/guilty for even saying anything about being mistreated.
Other than my uncle, I've discarded all of my partying and fairweather friends so I'm all in this alone. Except for my one friend who's offered me a job and a home with her in Florida who suggested I move in the first place.
And during all this "mental or nervous breakdown" as my mom called it, I did not drink or wanted to drink. My highschool friend whom I'm still in contact with, is a drinker, but we don't hang out together and she offered to get a couple drinks with me to talk things out, I opted to go have dinner with my non-drinking friend instead.
I can't say that I'm taking all this too good. But at least I'm not being alcoholic and trying to "drink my problems" away...