My mom hasn't laid a hand on me since I was 18. She truly was scared when I physically confronted my adopted brother after he hit me when I walked by him. He was sitting on the back of the couch when he hit me. I turned around and pushed him off the back of the couch with every ounce of strength I had in me. He hit the floor with a loud thump. He sat on the floor for a few seconds in shock, and both of my parents just stood there looking at him with their mouths wide open. After he had regained his composure, he got up off the floor and lunged at me. I stood my ground and told him, "Go ahead, hit me! If you do, I'll call the police on you and have you arrested for hitting me, and there's not a damn thing mom and dad can do about it. " He looked over at my dad, and my dad said, "She's right!" Neither my brother nor my mom ever laid a hand on me again. However, my mom has been verbally abusive towards me over the years, but my beloved and wonderful husband has stood up to her for me. I haven't seen my brother for 16 years, and I haven't talked to him for 12 years. He moved away with his wife and daughter and cut me, my husband and our kids out of his life.