I hate my parents, and I hate that I’m the product of them.

No people don’t understand when I say I hate my parents. They always assume since I’m a teen that I’m acting out. My so called mother was addicted to drugs and alcohol and ended up killing herself once again proving she put herself above her kids. I was then pushed onto my dad who’s also an alcoholic go me. He has had a fiancé for ten years, she’s fine you know normal. But whenever he’s drunk he yells calls her a whore (which she’s not.) tells me no one in my family loves me and I would be in the gutter if it wouldn’t be for him. He never yells at the little ones though. His fiancé always ends up crying. Truth be told she’s more of a parent then both of them combined. He always says he’s going to leave but never does. To be frank I wish he would.

Today is one of the worst days. My older cousin (18 years old) told him to stop and my father threatened to beat his ass. While my stepmom was screaming to stop because he has guns in the basement. My dad ended up driving off. But I’m scared and I don’t know what to do. And I have no friends that I’m close enough too, to talk about any of this with.