The next morning, my decision was firm. I couldn’t let this continue, not when it was causing so much harm to our daughter. I confronted my husband, showing him the footage. He was shocked and ashamed, unable to meet my eyes. He confessed that he had been under immense stress at work, and it was affecting his behavior at home. He admitted he needed help and was willing to seek therapy to address his anger issues.

We both sat down with our daughter, reassuring her that she was safe and loved. It took time, but slowly her fear began to dissipate. Her laughter returned, and she no longer shied away from her father.