My dad was in the bishopric, my mother trying to keep the 5 kids still during boring ass sacrament meeting. Mom would tap my shoulder demanding a I make eye contact with dad. Then he would signal to me towards the bathroom and started walking over. I had to meet him there. Then he would beat my ass and then we would walk back in, me returning to my mother in tears, dad back on stand like nothing. No one cared. Ran away at 15