Called the cops, they did nothing, now what
tw: gaslighting, abuse, physical abuse, cops doing nothing
I (23) have been trying to find places to move out to but it's near impossible living in a rich area and because despite working full time, I'm still financially dependent on ym parents. It was a depressing morning just realizing the amt of money i make will mean a very tight budget, etc.
This entire day is going to be stressful. An aunt I don't even care about (And I thought my dad hated/didn't get along) is visiting with her two small kids. I'm not in the mood to entertain them, I'm already under a lot of pressure. I need to clean my room and haven't because I've been extremely burnt out from my job. So today was that day. The problem is my parents have been calling me to do extra tasks.
Since this morning, if I'm close in proximity to my dad, he shoves me. Not a gentle nudge, not a 'touch', he is shoving me. And when he does, I say what is wrong with him because this is immature behavior. He then gets mad at me for 'screaming' at him. I say I'm 'screaming' because if I ignore him, or tell him politely, he still does it. My mom only comes to defend him and tell me to stop screaming.
As soon as my mom is gone, dad tries to punch/slap me. I catch his hand and tell him to 'do it again', he tries to do it with his other arm and I catch that too. My mom comes over again to tell me to stop screaming. I keep telling her he's trying to hit me. She doesn't care. She says it's my fault and I need to clean my room. Then mom leaves again, and then my dad whacks me, kicks me, 4 times and I'm on the ground.
There's no bruises or marks, but ofc it hurt.
He then breathes hard, towers over me and calls me a slur in my mother tongue (meaning prostitute/widow) and tells me that he's my dad and he can do whatever he wants. He mocks me saying that we are both adults and he will happily fight me in court.
I go back to my room and quickly lock the door. My dad is once again lying to my mom. My mom is 'quietly' telling my dad to stop calling me a prostitute widow, dad doesn't care. On impulse I call 911, but I chicken out, there's no point. Nothing will be done.
The police do come though 20 min later, and try to ask what happened. I recall everything, and I just don't know what to do. They talk to my parents, where both parents brush off what happened. My dad straight up defends himself, saying "Oh, she's at that age, yknow, she's frustrated, you know, I told her 3 months ago that without this job that she's 'nothing' and it's true, she's under stress" all that. The police do ask him whether or not he hit me, and at first my dad tries to deny it, but then he's like 'fine i won't lie, yes i did'. When they talk to my mom, all my mom says is that 'oh yeah we get along as a family, but occassionally we get frustrated'. And that's it. They're gone, they're leaving me alone.
I feel like garbage though. What was the fucking point of calling the police. Why did I even do that if they were just gonna do nothing? I'm fucking tired of my dad being an asshole to me and my mom doing nothing to defend me. I don't care that there's people coming over today, I just feel hopeless.