Ok. So story of my life, mom life anusive dad when I was 2. Bro was 5. Ran away in the middle of the night. That is my moms story.
My brother is scarred for life, BF left for milk and never came home. That is my brothers story.
I was 2. I don't remember
My own childhood BM told me BF wasn't paying CS. She had no idea where he was. He had tried to abort me. He didn't want me, tied her to the bed and used a metal hanger to try to get rid of me. I was told this story at 5 yrs old.
At 16, I was in a therapeutic school pay for by California victims of violent crimes. I was raped at 13, and had to testify in open court with him right there. Court was more trama then the actual act.
In my school there was a boy being raised by grandma. Grandma was an assistant DA.
She ran a DMV check on my dad. The first time I called I was babysitting. I called the phone number and asked for my dad. I told the lady who answered who I was. She was my dads best friend. She gave me a number in Texas. Said dad was there for his brothers funeral. She begged me to call him right away. Said it would make everything better.
After all the stories, my bro meet up with dad and lived with him for 5 months. Dad and I were working on a phone relationship. And then he came to see me. Met me at my school with my counselor. We talked forever. That night, after everything, my mom had him spend the night... With her. She did stuff like this, everything because about her. Victims of violent crimes had to tell her more then I can count, nothing happened to her, it happened to me. Be there for me, stop making it about her.
So dad never left. 4 months later mom moved me and her to Texas with dad. Mom and dad split up 2 months after. I stayed with dad. I was 1600 miles from anyone I knew, living with my dad I barely knew and cousins I knew for 2 months. I didn't see my mom for 6 months.

Mom and dad get back together. Dad and I start fighting. My anger is finally coming out. Where was he my whole life?!?! He just apologized and apologized. Never really said much. Said there were no answers. Dad and I built a relationship on respect and trust. Then mom signed away all past child support. Bro and I were blown away?!?!?!! What?!?! Really?!?!?
I move out. Well gone for a weekend, my roommates pawned all my stuff, for pot. Called dad and he came packed me up and I moved back in.
I left for Alaska 6 months later.
When DD was 6 months old I called dad and told him all about exDHs threats and verbal, emotional abuse. Dad called me back 30 mins later with 50,000 if I was leaving. I was stupid and stayed. Dad had done some things in his past, and his connects are not the cleanest people. But still he called in a favor and had my back.
I had all say over medical. He was diagnosed with skin cancer. Then cleared. Then he caught TB. He had fallen and was back to drugs and drinking. Doc told me and him couldn't treat the TB with the conditions of his body, so drugs or TB would kill him.
He died 6 months later of a drug induced heart attack. I feel like I lost the only parent I ever really had
While cleaning his house out, I found the CS receipts. I found the letters with envelopes back and forth between parents. I found the court paperwork. Dad had tried many times to see us. Mom is a lier. Lied when I threw the paperwork in her face. Bro refuses to accept. Said if he does, he has already lost the chance with dad and mom is all we have. Whatever not good enough for me. My whole childhood was a big fat lie. And dad covered for mom. No wonder she signed away backchildsupport it was a bribe. He was a commercial fisherman. Paid what he could, when he could.
So my parent is dead. And my brother is drowning his denial in alcohol. He sees mom. Use to guilt me to involving her in holidays. I don't see or talk to her.