Rachel Jamie-Twigs' JUSTNOFAMILY Story

My abusive adoptive brother and the abuse he dealt towards me and my family
My adoptive brother, remains to this day, the most evil human being I’ve ever met in my life, He didn’t want me, he was abusive towards my parents and me, killed my uncle, and later.....I’ll tell you at the end, It’s not really a topic I’d like to visit with strangers.

When I was a baby in Vietnam, My mother died from a unknown disease, I was born in the slums and my father, Khoa (He lived with us after we returned to Vietnam, He’s a nice grandpa) put me up for adoption and several months later, I was adopted by a Canadian family.

My adoptive mom brought me books in Vietnamese so I could still speak it as that’s what Khoa had wrote “Teach her my language so I can see her again”, she even got Vietnamese classes for me

When I was 3-4, I got an interest in Yu-Gi-Oh!, He was against it fully, my parents got me decks, cards, DVDs of the anime and volumes of the manga because I was a mystery to them and had no idea what I was into.

My adoptive brother did not like that one bit, he constantly threw tantrums on my birthday and Christmas, To this day, I hate celebrating either.

When I was nine, I met my future husband when he moved from Hanoi, he lived six doors down.

My adoptive brother hated him, calling him a bastard, a gook and anything you’d use as a slur, he even called me a whore for hanging around with boys, some of his friends, just as misogynistic as him, snickered a little, Dad sent his friends home, It broke my 9 year old heart.

He called me a disgusting communist freak, a whore and a bitch who deserved to die, just damaging things you’d say to a child.

When I was 14, my favorite Yu-Gi-Oh character was Yami/Ryou Bakura and Dinh’s mom and Dinh made a stuffed toy version of him, It was given to me as a gift.

When we were out with my doll, He and a friend snatched it off me, Dinh was attacked when he tried to get it back, It would be 20 years before I got it back again.

As an adult, me and Dinh got married and had two children, Ryan and Annie, Ryan died from Shaken Baby Syndrome, Ryan had a fever and me and Dinh went out to get medicine, 15 minutes later, Ryan wasn’t breathing and the ambulance was called, he died weeks later after we agreed to turn off his life support, Dinh was upset for a long time, he kept Annie far away from that vile monster as possible.

He also was a terrible father and husband, he relied on his wife for keeping the kids and beat them if they watched TV or had a toy.

When a nanny visited, she fixed the kids’ behaviors, but he, he was beyond redeeming,

After his wife finally divorced that vile cocksucker, Me, Annie and Dinh moved to Vietnam, I brought my dad out of the slums, he’s very sickly and suffers lung problems to this day.