My stepfather choked me while drunk and looked at me as if he was going to rape me after the fact. Granted, he didn't touch me again after that, thank God. But it still is what it is. My mother flat out called me a liar and my brother said that if I wasn't a drug addict people would believe me as if the shit is MY fault. I said dude, drug addicts lie about drugs. Not about scumbag, drunk pieces of shit who put their hands on women for no reason. UGH. What am I supposed to do? They all doubt me. I'm the fucking black sheep and can't wash it away. I need to move out. That's just it. I can't be here in this house any longer. Fuck them.