Throughout my teens, I lived with my heavily abusive adoptive mother. I was sexually, financially, physically, emotionally and psychologically abused by her. She had a huge temper and no rationality. Over the past five years, with support from regular therapy, local domestic abuse charities, my GP, my university, friends and the police, I have been able to put the label of ‘abuse’ on what happened to me. It wasn’t easy, these things never are. Especially not when it’s happening within your family.