NC for obvious reasons.
I am at my wits end with DV. Being hit, spat on, kicked, knocked out. Abused financially, manipulated and gaslighted.
But I have to keep living with my abuser as my abuser is a near16 yr old DC. DC's dad is terrified of DC having been attacked with weapons. Rooms have been ransacked, stuff thrown about, broken, stolen.
The rest of the family just wants to feel safe in their own home and not to be frightened all the time. The impact on siblings is enormous. They are scared , mental health issues, self harm etc. Siblings have stated they just want some peace. They often stay awake at night to frightened to go to sleep in case they are attacked.
There are no relatives who can help - none in the older generation and others have tiny babies etc. No family friends or other adults DC looks up to.
The ante has been upped and DC attacked their siblings. One of whom was lucky not to sustain life long damage.
DC has had drugs issues and ceased them but the same underlying anger and personality issues remain. Severe MH issues but refuses to engage with any professional support so gets discharged. Has seen endless social workers, endless support been given and is not interested in it.
DC does have friends and there have been comments there is a kind caring side. However DC also has deeply vile beliefs which have not come from any adults around.
Every last drop of energy has been invested in trying to help DC. There is a small period of reprieve after any disaster (normally involves police being called) with some remorse sometimes. Within days sometimes hours back to square one. There is no energy left to cut the internet, remove the phone, restrict websites - as the attacks and intimidation and destruction of the home is not worth it.
Police have been called repeatedly. DC gets "told off" and then SS get called again. They tell police there's nothing they can do. Police leave, starts again.
All of this is exhausting, I don't think I will last many more weeks, let alone months of this.
Part of me wishes the anger would be taken out on someone external and DC would end up in prison - where DC would no doubt become more violent. The stigma of this would ruin the siblings' lives.
As a parent I have clearly failed and it's all my fault. All the hours spent nuturing and caring and helping DC find activities failed. All the love was pointless. I am failure as a human being and next time I get attacked, I won't defend myself and maybe then it will all end, at least for me