I really agree with you.im use to it now being twenty four.but back then it was traumatic. It usually began like this.i had my disability so I couldn't walk down the stairs so I would've had to crawl my dad said I was not getting off the bed and try and hold me there said I'd just grab whatever I could some nights and just begin throwing it whatever direction I could.and wed be in this crazy battle despite being unable to walk.sometimes I made it downstairs and hed try and drag me back up the stairs and we'd fight.the worst part was when he took a foot stool and almost threw it at me.lied to my mother when she came home and said he didn't he lied also about calling the psych ward hospital that night and she believed him.i was so hurt.i had welts and stuff on my legs to prove wed been fighting but nothing came of it.cps investigateded but my family was so good and making me look like I was delusional. They only came back when I was 17 my older sister was 18 and she tried to strangle me and left bruises on my neck.
My family is very dysfunctional mom sleeps on the couch dad has a mess of a room and has one couch among millions of papers.me and brother share a room and two sisters are away at college.parents are married but consider eachother roommates.theres barely food half the time we eat but it takes scrounging and it's not usually till 11 and everyone is usually in the kitchen making different dinners.
We tried family therapy awhile back but my mother got upset on the first session cause my dad made a joke about her family and refused to come back.they tried marriage counseling and eventually gave up what keeps them together I don't know but there constant arguing bugs me.lately me and my brother close the door to drown them out.