My Mother has Mars conjunct Pluto and she was hit often as a child by both her father and older brother. For years, my Father (her ex-husband) was hitting her. My Father is very Plutonian- he has Scorpio stellium and Mars sextile Pluto. I have 8th Mars inconjunct 1st Pluto. For awhile my Father was hitting me along with my Mother. My Mother was and still is very petite, small boned and thin. I always felt like I'm physically larger than I really am. I remember visiting her in the hospital after school countless times and she was covered with bandages. She use to wear these giant Ray-Ban sunglasses to cover up most of her facial bruises and because of that memory, I HATE Ray-Bans. My parents kept quiet and everyone tried to function in a matter-of-fact way, except I wouldn't. One day when my Father was whaling on my Mother, I had enough of it all. I didn't care if we all died, I just wanted it to end. I was so furious that I went on a rampage and started beating up my Father and throwing stuff at him. I stabbed him with pencils, scissors, and I ran into the kitchen to get knives. At some point I blacked out... we all ended up in the hospital. It was a very crazy childhood. After that incident, my Father stopped hitting both my Mother and me. I was sent away to a few boarding schools because I was the "troubled" child and pretty much had some psychological "authority" follow-up on my "progress" for eons. I didn't shake them loose until I turned 18 and disappeared.
Pluto in 1st house loves reinvention of the self. Thank goodness for that.