Alright I've seen people vent before here because there was no-one they could talk to in "real" life. I've never thought about doing it before, but something's made me very angry, so I figured I'd blow some steam, if ya don't mind. About a month ago, one of my friends emailed me and told me that her dad had hit her. Obviously I replied with due concern, asking her who she had told, what her mum had said, was she ok, and so on and so forth. Turns out he hit her only on the arm, enough to bruise but not too bad, and she was more shocked and upset emotionally than physically hurt. She said she told no-one but me, not even her nan (who she is very close to) or her mother and siblings. Just me. Then swore me to absolute secrecy, because "he's never done anything like this before, and I don't think it'll happen again, I just needed to talk about it" So I let it alone, told her to tell me or anyone if anything happens again, said she can talk to me about it whenever, door-is-always-open kind of stuff. BTW, he hit her because she used his computer without asking him first. Anyway, last Sunday she texted me, told me it had happened again. She was on the computer once again, and he caught her, started screaming and stuff, told her nothing he brings into his house is hers, and told her to turn the computer off. When she tried, the screen froze, and he pushed her off her stool and kicked her in the arm, then stormed off. Her mum had seen this happen, and her little brother and sisters had heard it. Unfortunately, her mum isn't going to do anything about it, just told her to avoid her dad and not piss him off anymore. And apart from them, I'm still the only one who knows. And I'm not going to interfere in her life for her, I'm just not like that. And therein lies my dilemma. What happened next made me unbelievably angry. Her dad was making chips on Monday night, and left the chip pan on. So, eventually it boiled over and sprayed chip pan oil and fat on the curtains, walls, everything really. House went up in flames of course. Everyone got out alright (thank God for fire alarms) but the house and it's contents are destroyed. She's now living in a rented house, and has no possesions except her phone and the clothes she was wearing Mon night. She's got some clothes from neighbours as well. House insurance will cover everything, but obviously it's a terrible thing to have happen. Especially after all that's already happened. It's just the unfairness of it all that makes me so pissed. So that's me done. Strangely enough, I do feel a bit better. And it's not even my problem. Thanks for listening. And sorry for the length of the post. Dan.