Broken family

I wish I had the type of family where I could come home all stressed out and be able to talk about my day.  Instead it's a home filled with hate and screams, yelling nonstop and everyones crying. How are you supposed to be strong in a family that is so weak. We don't do anything together and family talks are scream matches to the point of losing your voice. When you're watching movies with happy families always there for each other you just think one word 'fake' because that's what it is. To scared to bring friends home because mom will yell and scare them away.  Dads never home and moms a crazy bitch. Putting the two together is like a nuclear bomb leaving the kids to pick up the pieces. Our family is broken and far from being able to be fixed. Siblings at each others throat 24/7. No escape from the reality of a family built on hate. Home is supposed to be a safe place, somewhere you feel comfortable. For me it's a place to be able to lock my room and retrieve the silver secret, to use it , to have no one notice. Home is dangerous, poisonous and scary. How many buttons can be pushed till it's the last.