Quotes About Abusive Dads Novels & Stories

“I want to know you. All of you.” He nodded slowly, taking a deep breath. “I grew up poor. My dad loved my mom more than anything in the world. Too much, actually. He did things he shouldn’t have, just to make her happy. Robbed banks, people… anything for money, just for her. And the money? Never for us. Never for me or my sister. Always for her, wasting it by gambling. She was abusive. To me and my sister. But my dad… he never left her. Never stopped loving her, no matter how cruel she was.”

"So, I decided to make your life difficult, so you would hate me. There would be no chance for any love to bloom between us, I didn't want to get hurt again. I've been hurt too many times" As Ivy listened to him, she couldn't see the traces of tears from the corner of his eyes. "That's not an excuse for everything to me. You're exactly–" She stopped herself from speaking and lowered her gaze. "You can say it. I'm just like him" Tarquin shuddered and inhaled deeply. "I'm no different from my father who abused my mother without remorse." "Tch! Are you telling me all this because I'm pregnant again and you can treat me better now?" Ivy asked, befogged.

Richard said with a cold tone, making Mila look at him in astonishment. "How is that possible?" Mila could not prevent herself from asking. "It's okay, Mila," Emma said, giving Mila a weak smile then turned to her dad. "E-enlighten me, p-please, dad." "Look at you! You've become nothing but a bad decision maker! You chose to be abused, to be used financially and sexually. Hell! You've become nothing but a mess! An absolute mess! God knows how many guys have gotten in your pants and how easy you've become to give that guy the impression that you were asking for it! We can't even take you to any event because of your stupid stutter! What kind of children we have! An addict and a mess!" Mila's

"Mom mark my words, I am not going to apologize for this trust me. But what I am going to do is simply act like you did not do what you just did because I am trying to point out your flaws. Mom, what you did isn't good. It's not good at all. You ruined that woman's home. You took away her husband and her only son. If another woman had done this to you, how the hell would you feel? If this woman had claimed that she loved dad so fucking much and because of that, she just had to have him and then she ended up getting dad and me and making you feel all alone, do you think you will be very happy?" "Okay first of all, no one in their right senses will actually agree to be with someone like your f

My baby fox always has surprises. I put a punch on my dad’s left cheek, “ Don’t do that father. Fucking stop it. She’s my wife. Whatever you do to her, I’ll repay you a thousand times over and over, it might cost you your life,” I shouted at my father, my voice echoing, my workers gathering around… My father was crazy. Fucking ass crazy! Whether he raised me or not, wasn’t a reason for him to hurt my wife and go away scot free. She’s my all in one.

An abusive father and equally abusive mother. My father usually beat the crap out of my mother, and when he could, he'd turn to me and beat the crap out of me too. Then my mother, out of her pain and frustration, would also beat the crap out of me whenever she could, because as the saying goes, “hurt people hurt people.”

“Lets just not talk about it.” I have no intentions of discussing Abi in more detail with him lest I expose too much. He on the other side still believes that I am grieving her loss. “You are becoming too emotional and weak like your mother.” My dad is a real asshole! “Theo,” mom warns and knocks him slightly with her elbow. They really do look like a real couple. “What? It’s the truth. You can’t use a dildo to change that,” he responds defensively and just had to bring up the dildo.

I felt like a little girl who got caught talking to a stranger. "Ah, Jacob. Look at how much you've grown!" the old man chirped. "Why are you here? How did you get out of prison?" dad asked. Oh, snap...did he say prison? The old man chuckled. "It has been ages, my dear son. I've served my time. But is this any way to greet your father?" he asked. "You are no father. You are an abusive fuck and a goddamn rapist. If you don't get off my property I will shoot you in the head," dad declared.

The burly man is already worried about his wife, even though there is no love in their marriage relationship. Abigail Laurentia Verz: “Dad! I am tired of all your authoritarian attitudes! Did you think that I want to be born as your child, huh? You must look in the mirror first before suing others! I wish I was born as an orphan, so I would not be here and talk shit with you!”

“You can’t choose the victim and the abuser mom!” Faith!” she warns, her tone turning angry. She slides a glance over to my father. “Watch how you speak.” “What? Am I hurting his feelings?” My hurt and anger take over. “Do you remember the things you said to me, dad? When you would kick me over and over again? What was it again? Which was your favorite one?”