I broke everything made of glass within arm's reach, then dyed my hair bright red. Photo credit: https://www.tumblr.com/some-random-bitch-blog Editor’s Note: This article contains references to emotional and psychological abuse, domestic violence, substance use, and trauma. It may be distressing for some readers. Please use caution to make your own informed decision about reading this story. If you or someone you know is in need of help and are in the U.S. National Domestic Violence Hotline: Call 1–800–799-SAFE (7233), text “START” to 88788, or chat online at TheHotline.org . Outside the U.S.: NO MORE Global Directory: A comprehensive database of helplines and support services in nearly every country, accessible at nomoredirectory.org . T he engine revving on his stupid bike starting up and making it’s way further and further from the house, fills me with an unnamed rage. It simmers the entire time he’s away. Hours pass. I spend them in my bed, under the covers.…