Well this was just another morning at my house. Nothing out of the ordinary.

I woke up to breaking glass, slamming doors, and curses that no two people who love each other should ever utter. My dad always breaks things. Last fight he broke their bedroom door. When I was younger he punched a hole in the wall, a door, and broke another just by slamming it too hard. Today he broke a vase of my mom that had a bunch of decorations in it. I came downstairs after hiding in my room until I couldn't hold it and had to go to the bathroom too bad. I saw dad picking up all the pieces of the vase. I walked through the living room and pillows were all over the room and the trash was strewn across the floor between the kitchen, living room, and apparently my dad had thrown my mom's shoes away. She threw away a bunch of the framed pictures in his office.

She kept saying horrible things about him and saying she hates him. The fights are both of their fault and so it the anxiety. I'm just sad and frustrated... I don't know how to handle this situation.