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I don’t even know if this is the right place to post this, but I feel like I need to get it out somewhere… especially somewhere anonymous where no one knows me or judges me.

When I was younger, my dad put me in juvie (سجن الأحداث). That alone messed me up in ways I’m still trying to understand. Before that and during that time, he used to beat me and threaten me a lot. I grew up scared of him more than anything.

At some point, I also found out he was cheating on my mom. I was terrified to tell her. I didn’t know what would happen if I did, and honestly I was already dealing with too much. But somehow, she found out anyway… not through me.

After that, everything fell apart. My parents got divorced, and life just changed completely.

On top of all that, there was a lot of pressure from my family to go to university, but I couldn’t afford it at the time. It made me feel stuck, like I was failing expectations I didn’t even choose.

I had to grow up fast. I started working because I felt like I had to support my family. There wasn’t really a choice it just became my responsibility.

Now I’ve recently moved out and I’m living on my own. It’s a strange feeling. Part of me feels free, but another part of me still carries everything that happened.

I don’t really know why I’m posting this. Maybe I just needed to say it somewhere. Maybe I just wanted someone—anyone—to hear it.