I wish my dad would just die.
This is my autobiography as an author raised in an abusive household.

Violence, sexual abuse, domestic violence, and personality disorders.
And yet, my father's to blame for this. He made it a part of my everyday life.

When I was a child, I'd leave the house without anything on me to escape my reality.
He had and always would hit us, to the point where I couldn't put up with it anymore.