Even when i try to tell him in the nicest way as possible, he rose in anger and shouted at me that he is the man of the house and he doesn’t trust that my sister is working outside till late night. Even when he is shouting at me, i did not raise my voice and tried to answer in a proper manner.However, my patience did not last, he started to hit me in the head with his own fist . My mother was crying trying to stop us, but i just smiled to my mother and pushing her aside. My dad continued to hit me again but i still held my ground, at the same time , i was controlling my anger towards him. I just kept quiet while he kept shouting and hitting me at the temple of my head. After the third time he used violence against me, i felt that i had no choice, even if i surrendered this would never end. I was so angry at him that i clenched my fist and gave him a punch at his chest . I knew i should not have done it but i was so hurt , so angry to think about it. After that incident, my hands was shivering and i kept thinking what have i done. i just went back to my room and try to reflect what had happen.

posted - 7:40 AM