r/relationship_advice•Posted byu/abuse-or-parenting881 hour ago

I [16M] was thrown down the stairs and attacked by my mother this morning because I accidently broke a pepper-shakerS

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Last night I noticed a bag of dried red pepper strips sitting on the counter, so me being hungry, grabbed them and headed to my room for the night to snack and study a bit. I woke up this morning to pounding on my door. My mom pounded on my door maybe three times before throwing it open and climbing over my bed to the other side. I have a very large bed that takes up a majority of the room (it was a spare mattress from a family friend, which is better than sleeping on blankets which i did up until December of 2018) I pulled up the covers because i felt very vulnerable with my mother barging into my room while im half naked in bed. She searched my room quickly and finds the now empty bag of dried red pepper strips. She is (rightly so) furious as they were hers. She grabs my wallet and takes out $5 stating that I owed her for the snack. They dont cost $5, they cost $2 but i didnt want to escalate the situation so i let her go off.

But she doesn't calm down. She leaves my room maybe 45 seconds before bursting in again. "YOUR SISTER IS MISSING HER COOKIES WHERE ARE THEY". I replied that I had no idea what she was talking about and I argued that I already apologized for the red pepper strips. She grabs my skateboard which I had just bought 2 days ago with my first paycheck and leaves the room. She screamed: "YOU GET THIS BACK WHEN I FIND HER COOKIES". Thats sucks but its fair, I wont need that until later tonight and Im sure we wouldve found the cookies by then and then all will be okay. Then she comes back, and grabs my Airpods. "Youll also get this back when her cookies are found". Now that, I needed today. Then she grabs my wallet, puts in my $5 and then pulls out a $20. That I also needed for today. Then leaves my room and heads downstairs. I get up get dressed and head downstairs rather furious. I go to a counter and I start looking for these cookies. If I find them i can get my stuff back right? Im wildly searching for these, my bus comes in 10 minutes. My mom comes in and as she does I knock over a pepper shaker. This pepper shaker is expensive china that was given to my mom by my now deceased grandmother. It falls to the ground and shatters into three rather large pieces. And now; she is screaming. Its hard to explain that well because people have told me this is unusual for people to yell like this. Ever watch a movie where the US Marines are being hazed by their drill sergeants? That loud yelling that booms throughout the room? Thats how my mom yells. Growing up I was used to this sound, and her violently yelling all the time was one of the reasons my dad divorced her and moved to the next town over. She starts screaming and runs up and starts swinging wildly at me, one punch landed on my chin but I dont even feel it I run towards the stairs because I know I fucked up and Im going to leave before shit hits the fan (it hasnt yet) as im headed towards the stairs she runs behind me and pushes me and I fall onto the ground and she starts stomping on my back and head. One of my sisters is screaming bloody hell and pulls her off of me. I get up quickly and sprint to my room because I need to get out of here, now. I put on my shoes and put on my bag and she sprints up after me and follows me into my room. As I leave my room and head downstairs she is screaming and she follows me down the stairs and is verbally berating me calling me "an asshole" "piece of shit" "you are just like your father", etc. she shoves me and i start to lose balance. one of my sisters is at the bottom watching and because i start to fall i lean forward and try to roll into the fall. my sister sees this as me "faking the fall" and i hit the ground and fall sideways and onto my face. my mom yells "YOU FAKED THAT GET UP" and kicks me. she starts kicking me in the side again and again and now im crying, tears are streaming down my face and im now starting to feel all the blows accumulated at once. still on the ground, i flip, my back to the ground. i need her to get away, i need to get away. so i kick her away from me and run out the door. i shoved her away with my foot but as im running my sisters are screaming "you kicked her in the face" but im sure i didnt. i run outside and call my dad. he wont pick up. i call him again, still wont pick up. meanwhile my mom called my dad. she fed him this story that this was all my fault. one thing my mom is great at is playing victim and convincing people to her side. she played victim and won primary custody, she played victim with my principal which almost made me repeat a grade for no reason. my hand is bleeding but other than that there are no bruises that i know of. My dad doesn't believe me and the camera in my living room didnt save the footage. I have plans to go into the military after highschool, ironically the marines; but if I call the police and she turns them around on me by playing victim what happens then? I feel trapped and hurt and i dont want to feel like this in my own home. My dad has already agreed with me that my mom is verbally abusive but I dont think i can move on now that our relationship has turned much more violent. Tonight is my dads night for custody so I wont be seeing her tonight; hopefully not even when i come home from school.

TL;DR; My mom stole money, my property and then proceeded to beat me all because I accidentally broke my grandmothers pepper shaker