Kelsey Zazanis (89:26)
Well, he didn't do that exactly. But he did continue doing other things, which I'll explain. But, yeah, so that happened. Proud of myself for that. Then as time goes on, like, I never told my sister about that one. You know, she's getting older, and I think, like, he was probably realizing that the more we age, the more dangerous it was for him. Just in terms of, like, us telling or someone finding out. But my sister, like, beyond the rapes, like, he. I will say, just, like, his disposition as a person was very volatile. Like, very infantile in strange ways. Like, I don't really like to throw around the term narcissist because, like, I think the meaning has kind of become diluted. Like, everyone really uses it. But, like, in a very classical sense, like, he. His emotional capacity was so low and, like, so immature that really, like, it was all about him. And I don't think he was capable of empathy. I mean, very, like, psychopathic, sociopathic, or, like, narcissistic in classical terms, I would say. But there were always. I mean, he was just a freak. Like, he. He would, like, blow up over, like, tiny things. There would be, like, in. Over the years, like, my sister became more outspoken and almost, like, angry over the years and would get into these, like, really big fights with him at this point. So I was nine in the second rape, and she was getting older, like 11. She started middle school, and I think in sixth grade, she came out as a lesbian and told my father. And there was just this crazy fight, I remember, which is so weird to look back on. But he was, like, taunting her and basically saying, you're only a lesbian because of me. And I'm only sharing that because it's really weird to look back on because there was so much secrecy around this. But I think he. And this is why it feels really sick. And, like, I think he knew. Like. Like, so many abusers do. Like, they barely even try to hide it because they know how easy it is to deny it. So it's almost like, out in the open, like, in his, like, audacity to, like, be like, you're only a lesbian because of me. It was really implying, like, because of what I did to you. He was very, very homophobic and just, like, I don't know, very strange. But I remember that, like, blowout fight. She would sometimes, like, you know, try to fight back, curse at him. There were Times where I would watch him, like, grab her and, like, she'd be kicking and screaming, and, like, he'd, like, put his hand over her mouth and, like, drag her into the bathroom and with, like, a bar of soap, like, wash her mouth out with soap. So there were a lot of, like, really scary scenes like that that I witnessed that kind of just made me small. Like, my way of, like, surviving that situation was to just try to become as, like, small as possible and, like, just count down the hours. Any weekend I was there, my sister really did try fighting back for some amount of time. Meanwhile, like, he's very charming, like, with his fiance, and they end up getting married, she ends up getting pregnant. And, oh, I will also say that that time I was raped in her townhouse, literally in her bed when she wasn't home. That left me with a lot of guilt because, like, he's saying, don't ever let a man do this to you until you're married. And in my mind, I'm like, he's about to marry this woman. I'm like, isn't. Is he cheating on her with his own daughter? And there was a sense that it was my fault. But then I like the ways a child would rationalize it. Like, oh, but they're not married yet, technically, so it was just crazy. But they end up getting married, she gets pregnant, and I was just terrified. Like. Like, at this point, I'm 10 years old, and I just can't bear the thought of him and getting another daughter to abuse. And so I felt so relieved when we found out that he was going to be a boy and that really, like, yeah, I was excited, I guess, of, like, oh, okay, like, they're starting their own family. Like, maybe they can have something to focus on and he'll kind of chill out with this constant, like, the constant court case, legal battle thing. I think was definitely a way of, like, him not being able to let my mother go and, like, wanting to torture her, essentially. But, yeah, my. While my stepmother was pregnant, there was another evening where we were alone in her townhouse once again. And it was just me and my father in the room, in the kitchen. And out of nowhere, total shock. Shock to me. Out of nowhere, he, like, says, it's time for kissing lessons. And, like, I need to teach you how to kiss for your future husband. And at that point, like, I had already stood up for myself with the rape, but this was, like, a little more, like, it was weird for sure. And I was like, I don't think this is normal, but he framed it as something almost as like, oh, this might be something all parents do to their kids. Like, teaching your you how to ride a bike. Like all parents teach their kids how to kiss. So he just said, like, just stay still. Just stay still and I'll show you. And I'm frozen in the middle of her kitchen. And he just, like, what I understand this to be now is mouth rape. Because he just shoves his tongue in my mouth. Not a kiss at all. He just darts around, like, every surface. It was assault and disgusting because. And then he stops, like, after I don't know how long, and grins and tells me I'm a good kisser and just, like, goes off and does his thing like nothing ever happened. Like, it was sick, like, power play. It was disgusting. And I think he really got off on, like, that feeling of power for sure. But I was left feeling after that far more violated than the rapes because in a sense, there was, like, a way I could split off from my body and really dissociate in the other times. But this was like. Like, my face was the most. Like, when you think of who you are, you kind of think of your face. There's this, like, personal. It feels like the most personal part of me at the very least. And, like, I just felt gross. I wanted to crawl out of my skin. And also, I was really holding on to my first kiss. That was something as a little girl that was really hyped up. And I felt. I felt tainted and just really, like, defiled. Like, there was something really gross about me afterwards. And I really wished I could tell my mother, but things had gone on, like, so far. Like, I didn't know where to begin. There were these feelings that, like, maybe I would get blamed for it because at that point I was living with so much shame that it really had, like, almost become a part of me. Like, I'd started blaming myself, definitely. And I don't know, it was heartbreaking. I had such good friends as a child, but I felt. Felt like keeping secrets from them was really, like, you know, a roadblock in my relationships. But anyway, that was disturbing because at that point they were married. And that definitely left me with this feeling of, like, he's, quote, cheating. And then there was a blowout fight between them, him and his fiance, where she, like, they got into some crazy fight, and he actually, like, threw her phone and broke it. Sorry, not fiance. They were married at this point. He threw her phone and broke it. And she. They didn't talk for, like, a while, but she Was two weeks away from giving birth. And so she filed a police report and everything against him because he really dismissed. Displayed, like, abuse in these subtle ways towards everyone, like, even as partners. But she ended up, like, not going through with pressing charges because she was, like, two weeks away from giving birth. And she decided to just give it a chance after he, like, broke her phone and stuff. But anyway. Oh, I should actually share that. Like, I ended up seeing the little girl who was raped with me because, like I said, my dad really, like, glossed or, like, he let it blow over the thing that happened. And they kept up their relationship. And throughout all this time, like, every few months, she would come and visit. And so we kept up our relationship. And then she gives birth, and I get a little brother who really did make the weekends somewhat better because, like, I had this sweet other little kid to be around. And then one. I will just share that. One evening sometimes my father got, like, Tuesday night dinner visitations. And one evening, like, and my sister had some sort of, like, extracurricular, like soccer or something. My father picks her up, or he picks me up from school and randomly drives me to this high school swim practice in an indoor pool. And he tells me, we're tracking down your sister. And it's not my other sister. It's a sister from a previous marriage that he had abandoned when she was 8 years old. So he was married once before my mother, and they had a kid you didn't know. Up until that moment, I heard, like, very vague talk about her, but I didn't really understand the story. Anytime I asked, he shut it down. And then out of nowhere, he's like, we're gonna go find your sister. Even though he was not her legal dad anymore, he gave her up, like, five. No, no, no. Like, at that point, like, seven years prior, it had been seven years since I'd seen her. And he's like, we're gonna go track her down. Because he was googling her and confirmed that he was on the. That she was on this high school swim team. And he found out when the swim practice was, and he decided that he would show up at her swim practice with me. And so I just remember that being, like, a really, really cryptic episode, because all I dreamt about at that point was finally getting away from my father. It was like, that girl had what I wanted. Like, he had, like, given her up. He left her life. But then there was this sense that, like, there's no escaping because he's a stalker. He's gonna, like, he can't let anything go. So for whatever divine intervention, she actually wasn't there that day. And then we, like, moved on. But that ties into something else, which I'll explain later. But after that, shortly after, like, okay, Actually, a few years pass, and by this time, I'm 13 years old and on a weekend visitation, the little girl that I'll refer to her as M, she's there this weekend. Her family's visiting. She's eight years old at this point. My older sister's there, too. My little bro. My new little brother's there. I'll just explain quickly. This was the last weekend I ever saw him in my life because there was some sort of, like, he would always go into these, like, screaming matches. He'd throw, like, these weird tantrums. And I can't even remember what happened, but we were, like, out to ice cream with the other family. We get back in the car, he is just really, like, angry about something. And at that point, my sister, who used to be the one who would, like, stand up and fight back, she was, like, really, I think burnt out, exhausted, terrified, and just kind of, like, done. Like, yeah, docile. Just wouldn't say a thing. And I was in my. I was 13, so I think I. I was feeling emboldened, and I was in my, like, fighting back. And so in whatever argument this was, I started, like, standing up. It wasn't even standing up for myself. He was just yelling. And what I told him was, like, stop yelling. You're stressing out the baby who was, like, in the car seat. And he flipped out and was like, don't teach me or don't try to tell me how to parent. And it became this. He started, like, kind of grabbing me, and I started. Started trying to, like, flail and get away from him. And it was, like, a really intense fight happening, like, in the car. My stepmom was driving, and him and I were in the back seat. My sister was in passenger. And then he yells to, like, pull over the car. And he. We pull over the car on the side of, like, this rural highway in Virginia, and he, like, yanks me out of the car in. In broad daylight, public, on the side of the highway, and pulls down my pants and underwear and starts, like, spanking me, like, uncontrollably, like, just in the middle of everything. And it was shocking. And I was frozen. And my sister, who has, like, a cell phone at this point, jumps out of the car and immediately, immediately starts trying to film it happening. Because at this point, like, we are desperate to get away from him. We know there's this court case happening. We're familiar with, like, the legal logistics, and we're like, maybe if we film she was doing the really, like, the right thing. Like, maybe I can finally get some evidence of abuse to free us. And my stepmother, like, starts trying to, like, wrestle the phone out of her grip as she's trying to film it. And they're. They're, like, fighting over the phone while he's spanking me until she, like, rips the phone out of her and, like, the phone goes flying. Her phone breaks, which is really crazy to look back at because, like, just three years prior, this woman, my stepmother, had almost left my father after he broke her phone. And then she basically became his accomplice and was just, like, they had a kid together. She was just standing by as, like, this happened. And he definitely manipulated her in, like, some really hardcore ways and, like, told her, like, you know, she had witnessed the very first cry for help when my sister screamed like, you raped me.