text:  I can remember telling me how she's going to leave him and telling me things probably that a nine-year-old should not hear. Of course, when they would separate, I would see them come back through the door maybe four or five days later, so I felt like my mother was always lying to me, giving me this false hope of peace and some joy in my life. And the older and older I got, the more fights me and him started to get into because he started to be jealous of my relationship with me and my mother.