I have a problem.
This afternoon, my foster dad completely exploded, uttering extreme profanities and practically screaming so hard he was spitting on my face.
He said things like "why are you so fucking dumb, you're thick as a fucking post, you imbecile stupid piece of shit!" and other similarly related things.
I mean, I was doing my chore and simply touched a Second Cup brand of coffee he had left on the table.
"Do you want this still?"
"No, your disgusting filthy hands touched it" was he ever-so-mature response.
"I technically didn't even touch it, just the surrounding paper around the cup, which is easily removable, and I washed my hands because I'm cleaning the kitchen."
He started getting more and more aggressive in his approach, and I simply said "you're wrong, whatever."
He snapped, even told my foster mom to shut the fuck up when she asked him to cool down and stop, since his young children witnessed the entire episode.
His spittle was flying in my face, and he cursed like no other British citizen cursed before.
He then proceded to grab a dictionary, trash talk me some more, and be a general asshole in general.
I then said "fuck you, I'm not cleaning your house. You're an arrogant, egostistical person and I'm not appreciated. See you later" and walked out of the house without parental permission.
These people like to play dirty, and I'm sort of worried about the future repercussions I might have to face.
I do have a social worker, unfortunately they're all on the same side, and I don't actually have anyone to advocate for me besides teachers.
This sort of abuse has been ongoing since I moved there in 2009. I can't wait to get the hell out of there.
This afternoon, my foster dad completely exploded, uttering extreme profanities and practically screaming so hard he was spitting on my face.
He said things like "why are you so fucking dumb, you're thick as a fucking post, you imbecile stupid piece of shit!" and other similarly related things.
I mean, I was doing my chore and simply touched a Second Cup brand of coffee he had left on the table.
"Do you want this still?"
"No, your disgusting filthy hands touched it" was he ever-so-mature response.
"I technically didn't even touch it, just the surrounding paper around the cup, which is easily removable, and I washed my hands because I'm cleaning the kitchen."
He started getting more and more aggressive in his approach, and I simply said "you're wrong, whatever."
He snapped, even told my foster mom to shut the fuck up when she asked him to cool down and stop, since his young children witnessed the entire episode.
His spittle was flying in my face, and he cursed like no other British citizen cursed before.
He then proceded to grab a dictionary, trash talk me some more, and be a general asshole in general.
I then said "fuck you, I'm not cleaning your house. You're an arrogant, egostistical person and I'm not appreciated. See you later" and walked out of the house without parental permission.
These people like to play dirty, and I'm sort of worried about the future repercussions I might have to face.
I do have a social worker, unfortunately they're all on the same side, and I don't actually have anyone to advocate for me besides teachers.
This sort of abuse has been ongoing since I moved there in 2009. I can't wait to get the hell out of there.