The author recounts a childhood experience of domestic violence, where their father hit them in 1991.
I was standing at the sink, actively doing what I’d been told to do. But he kept pressing, and when I said, “I’m washing them now,” utterly confused at this point, that answer only made him angrier.
The incident occurred when the author, then 12 years old, was washing dishes as instructed by their mother, but their father became enraged, hitting them in the chest.
The author reflects on the trauma of this event, which took place in a small trailer with nowhere to escape.
Author's summary: Confronting domestic violence legacy.