| | Posted by anonymous at March 25, 2011 |
I Was Born to a mother who never loved me. She Gave me up for adoption when i was two Years Old. The foster home I Lived In Was disgusting. When I Was Five I Was Adopted By Mr. And Mrs. Smith. Mr. Smith touched me and made me touch him. Mrs. Smith Drank all the time. When i Was Seven my Dad found me and took me away. i lived with him and my brother. My Brothers Friend, Kyle molested me everyday. I Had a Growing Body& I Was Naive so he thought it was ohkay. My Dad was mentally abusive and my brother beat me often. Seven Years Later my mom took me away from there. I Live with my mom now. We fight alot & I Still Cut myself. I Would Love to Lay down and Die. I Overdose Often. My mom kicks me out sometimes but at least she never hits me. Now Im 15 and I Cut Every Single Day. I Overdose Once a Month. Im Going to be dead before im even 18. |
| | Posted by anonymous at February 27, 2011 |
My life story: i had horrible parents as a child, mom: smoked and dranked constantly, she would throw stuff and break things and hit me. Stepdad: did too many drugs to say, crack, pills, meth etc. Etc. He raped me many times as a child he started doing it when i was only eight, i can remember the agonizing pain when he had sex with me, he countinued to do this until i told someone, he is in jail to this very day. My mom always told me i lied about that to get rid of him. She hates me for that, now i only have my grandmother (she can pass at any moment). Dispite all of the horrible things that happened to me i maneged to keep my grades up and i recieved a schoolarship to harvard university. So for all of you who just are determined that life will never get better im affraid you are terribly wrong. I thank god for the wonderfull future he has given me. |
| | Posted by Renee .. at February 19, 2011 |
ok well i dunno how to start this so yeah.
i grew up physically and mentally and sexually abused by my dad untill i was 13 when my mum finally kicked him out of our house.
i was bullied since then.
i am now 15 turning 16 this year, we live in poverty, we trick the electritian guy into not cutting our power off even tho we never pay the bills cos we can't afford them.
we are struggling to pay rent and i think we might be on the streets soon.
i live at home with my 13 year old sister and my mum.
she neglects me and my sister and litterly never talks to us.
i quit school at 14.
i have asthma which is quite bad cos my mum smokes cigerettes in the house, which has made me go to hospital alot cos i have asthma attacks.
i have anger problems, deppression, and severe anxiety. and i think i might have adhd.
my mum smokes marijuana in the house as well.
she neglects me and my sister and i've contemplated suicide too many times to count. i've also tried killing myself by smashing my head against the wall..it didn't work.
i did it infront of my mum and she didn't even care.
i still don't go to school even tho its illegal not to.
mum never buys us food, we've been living off food stamps our hole lifes, we get new clothes twice a year at the most.
when we do, its from the op shops.
our house is unclean and unhealthy and we get sick alot, my mum doesn't do anything about it.
what really hurts me is that she DOES work, but she spends all her money on drugs.
all i normally eat is bread.
i think she is selfish and i dont know how much longer i can live like this, and why God hasn't helped my life get better yet.
theres alot more about my life i could right about but its too deppressing.
thanks for reading. x |
| | Posted by tday at February 16, 2011 |
Ok first off my daddy a jail bird which left me to be raised by my single mother who always have two other kids anyways she got married to a scumbag when I six he started touching an raping because my mom always worked because her husband didn't want to take care of someone else's kids anyways I finally told but was forced to lie in court I was only 12 then on top of that she stayed with him I live in a small town where everyone thinks I am a lier I have no friends I can't find a nd or when I do I can't keep one because I can't trust men and then I had a friend who set me up and got me raped she planned the raped and then I find out I was pregnant with my rapist child I kept it then two years later I start dating a guy who beat me find out he was a cheater week after the breakup I find out I was pregnant again the jerk was punching holes in the condoms just to trap me who to this day make my life a living hell and who ditch me while I was pregnant and left me broke I worked but I lost my job because the pregnancy was high risk anyways so anyways he's dating a new girl but still true to control me I have always been a good person and help others in need I am a student / nurse oops was a nurse who can't get a friend or nd if my life counted on it I am not ugly so I don't understand what's up with that but ya I am also bi polar which does not help any and ma family disowned me because they think I rued my mother marriage and is a lier I am only 22 and I wish I was die |
| | Posted by anonymous at February 11, 2011 |
Please try and read everything. I know it's very long but it would tell you a lot about my struggle.
I grew up in a very disfunctional and abusive family. Being little, I would see my dad hit and curse at my mom. He would do the same for me. I have called the cops on him before and he has changed. He no longer hits us but still remains a very narcistic and insecure person. He thrives on sarcasm and belittling others. No one in public sees this in him because as a narcisist, he appears exceedingly confident and nice. But infront of his own family, that's where he unleashes his angers and fears.
In high school, I portrayed the same value he has. I was too, very narcistic but not as quite as insecure. I got by with my semi-good looks. I was an athlete, worked out, and dressed up fairly well. But I was also very lonely and naive. I secretly remained a virgin and was never invited to parties through out high school (until this day). I never had real friends to rely on.
I barely graduated and there I was in community college. I was no longer unique and popular like I was back in high school. There's no gym where I go to school so lifting weights was no longer in my life. I also don't have a car and buses never go by neighborhood. Therefore, I walked everywhere. Former classmates and even current high school students would drive by me and I get the feeling that they are thinking to themselves "It's that guy from high school. He used to be so big and ... |
| | Posted by wounded at February 10, 2011 |
since i was a little kid i have been sexually abused by my father. my mother soon left the house and i was left home with my big brother. he was the only one who tried to help me. my father comes at night whenever he was in the mood, especially after a drink, when im in bed, and abuse me till he is satisfied. only thanks to my brother ive avoided becoming pregnant. sometimes my brother would try to beat my father up so he wont be able to touch me but when father is sober, he's so much more stronger and brother gets trashed up instead and it hurts me so much when i see him coughing up blood. there is noone who can help us, some of our neighbors know about this but theyre all afraid of my father and what he could do and stay away. i dont know how i could get out of here. im thinking of running away somewhere far with my brother, somewhere father wont be able to find us, steal everything valuable he owns and leave when he's gone out. im not sure if this would be a good idea or a suisidal plan! plz give me some advices.. |
| | Posted by Loser at February 9, 2011 |
im 35ish , i have been married for 12 years , i have 2 great kids , but i hate my life , we owe 20,000 to 30,000 in debit not counting student loans , i got a shitty mortage that is due in the next yr and if i cant pay thr ballon payment of 100,000 or refinance im homeless with no where to go , i have no real friends just people who use me when they want something i think my wife truly hates me and sleeps around , all she wants is to be with other guys or get gamgbanged at every function we go to , talks about screwing all my friends and then does sleep with her female friends adn meven some of my female friends but thats not cheating cause its with a girl ok so she sdays i would just leave but im screwed cause who is going to give a broke man his children that mean more to him than his own life does , i have recently taken out life insurance policies and am currently looking into how to kill myself and my family get the money so they can keep the house and be happy cause i know no one is happy with me being around , my neighbor used to take me in the woods as a kid and make me give him bj's whne i told my grandfather he did the same and worse , so i never told anyone again when i got older and told people they laughed at me and told me i was a fag , my dad was and is still a drunk , my mom well where is my mom as a kid she bounced from man to tman looking for love and didnt give a damn about me just my other brother i was like the burden no opne wanted and now soom it will go away why are we here whats this life for i will ask god when i see him right before i suppose i go to hell for ever |
| | Posted by hk at February 7, 2011 |
i was raped a month ago. i hate myself. i want to die. it happened in a church. my parents dont kjnow. if they do, they will kill me becuz im arabic and thats the culture. im not a virgin anymore. im 16 i have no friends no bf nothing. i feel like shit. my grandfather molested me when i was 8. bye |
| | Posted by busedkid at February 3, 2011 |
My dad sexually abused me from the age of 7 to 14. I saw him physically abuse my mom when I was about 8. He left my mom around the time I was 8 or 9 but I was shifted between the two of them until I was 14. He was a drunk and only abused me when he was drunk which was almost every night I was with him. I married at the age of 20 and experienced a life of my first born being sexually abused, after the fact, by his uncle and his mother. He turned out being a gay man, but my daughters only suffered the trauma of divorce. |
| | Posted by keimosobie at January 30, 2011 |
My life went wrong when my Mom was 5 months pregnant at 14. My father was killed in Vietnam in may 1967. I was born sept 1967. My mother cried on my shoulder for 3 years. We lived off uncle sams death benifit for three years.
Till the money ran out. then my mother met a guy who didnt want kids so i got dumped in a foster home where I was abused daily. I used to suffer from anal leakeg so my underwhere would have skid marks and I was spanked daily for this offense as well as every other made up offense you could think of. My foster dad was one sick bastard. At the age of five i told my social worker what was happening and I got sent to another one. My foster mom was a 60 year old battle axe not much love and zero understanding. Then I was adopted at age seven. I was told by my adopted family that they adopted me randomly but it turns out that they were related. My dead fathers brother and my mom that abondened me sister were maried. So when I desperately needed somewhere to fit in and belong I was told I was a stranger and adopted randomly. well my new parents got divorced at 14. my mom had an affair with her married boss and I was left alone most of the time. But i kept my head together and i made it anyway. |
| | Posted by bastard at January 27, 2011 |
was born to an alcoholic mother and father, they weren't married. That was in early 50s and I was brought up as an unwanted 'bastard'. Life goes on dont it, but not good when you have 'uncles' who think they can jump into your bed anytime from age 7 because 'you're a bastard and don't matter!!!' |
| | Posted by Meandmyshadow at January 25, 2011 |
I was born into an abusive family. My father was physically and sexually abusive to me from the time I was able to talk until I was 17 years old. It didn't stop until he finally moved away. I told police officers and counselors, but no one helped. My father almost killed my mom on her first mothers day. He kidnapped me and he still didn't get into trouble. Eventually my mom remarried another abusive ass. He was physically and emotionally abusive. He turned my mom into an alcoholic and spent all of our money on beer so we never had food or clothing. Kids at school would make fun of me for wearing the same dirty, ripped clothes everyday. I started to eat as a way to ease the pain and I gained a lot of weight. Which made kids make fun of me more. Finally my mom divorced him and we were forced to move in with her dad. We now live in a moldy basement, and I'm highly allergic to mold so I have a hard time breathing. I am appreciative that we have somewhere to live don't get me wrong. I got a job and bought my own clothes and lost weight. My grandfather is also an abusive man, he is controlling and hits us if we disagree with him and I'm not talking a little slap he's punched me in the face and broke open my lip. I was told not to press charges because he's old and senile so I never did. I finally purchased my own car, but last year this guy hit me and totaled my car. The day before I found out I was pregnant, but I lost the baby because of the accident. The guy who hit me didn't even stay, he took off so I couldn't get his information. I lost my job because I was depressed. I really don't see any hope in the future, and I'm tired of people telling me "Trust in God" and bull crap like that. I mean hello, its not making me feel any better you morons! |
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| Posted by anonymous at January 20, 2011 |
i mean i went thru so much in life but thats one thinq i culd say i never let nobody see me down becasue i feel like if people see me down then they wuld feel the same way and thats foolishness man ...
my mama was married to my little brother daddy since i was like 5 and now im 18 years oldd now but from the age 6 till 15 i been getting rapped by him i mean i cryed every niqht i started not to trust BOYS and idkk but shyt was crazy" i was beat on for not given him me and it was everyday threw them ages i cryed so bad imaging a 6 years old getting tied down to a chair getting forced to watch porn and gettinq slapped around and wooped with peddles and shyt to give a grown as men your body . TEARS :( ..
i mean at them tyme i wanted to tell my mama but he said if i told her he wuld have to kill all of us that shytwas crazy .. so i went thru my hole life just getting raped ..
I HATED HYM BUT I DIDNT HATE MEH NOR MY LIFE..
I remembered when i use to try to fight back or bite hym or somethinq he wuld tell my mom i did something real badd and i use to get woped with a paddle or extension cord for no reason that shyt was crazy TEARS ;(
and after all that it made me whom i am now all in my school work ,smart with one guy i mean everyday i think about iht but i make sure i keep a smile on my face so people wont KNOW |
| | Posted by teen_mom at January 12, 2011 |
my life has been rough since day one my mom left me at 6 months of age w my elderly grandma she came to the us from mexico when i was 3 she send for me i had not seen her or talked till then..i came to this country just to endure hardship..i have lived in an broken down school bus in the country no heater in the winter no air in the summer had to keep a look out for snakes rats and roches we all slept in the floor i would hear my mom cry at nigh.. it hard to remamber.. when i was 5 we moved in w an older guy sharing a 2 bedroom house he started to sexually abusing me he would beat me and tell my mom i was being bad but really it was from when i would try to fight him i.. i never told my mom never told anyone i was afraid they would tell me it was my fault..we moved to houston when she got married but sad to say things didnt change idk why i have this luck my stedad starred toching i hated it when ever i stayed home w him i tried to kil myself at the age of 12 13 and twice at the age of 15 i manage the bleeding myself never wenent to the hosital.. so my parents never found out about it.. i got pregnant at 16 and now i had a girl im not with the dad and im bak at living at home although i tyr to stay away from my stepdad as much as possible but sometimes its in ossible i try to take care of my daughter not to leave her alone im scared she might go throw what i went throw im not sure where my life is going too i make almost no money cant get a good job cuz im not a legall resident i wish i was i would take any job i could to get out of this hell hole i call home... |
| | Posted by anonymous at January 12, 2011 |
i am a sixteen year old girl and i just want to say that my life sucks too! my dad used to beat me up and now i dont see him anymore so i dont even have a dad now cuz my mum and him divorced last year cuz he cheated on her for over ten years and i have like twenty half brothers and sisters and i was the one to find out by seeing disgusting pics and stuff he sent to women. and all the time he used to beat me up my mum would do nothing. he almost killed me once when he locked me in the snow and ice in the moors (i live in england) with no shoes socks etc and i got hypothermia :( even though i dont see him he doesnt care or try to see me. my brother is just like my dad: lier manipulating mean and a coward as he only picks on girls or people younger than him and the worst thing is, while he is making my life miserable now, my mum believes every word he says and never believes me :( she thinks hes perfect! grr! also i just wanted to say hi to tyler who posted on here earlier and to say im really sorry about your heart and diabetes and everything but you sound really nice and i wish i was friends with you! :) xxx |
| | Posted by anonymous at January 12, 2011 |
Well, it's a Wednesday afternoon, listening to dark dub step and thinking about my life... Born in the 80's mum is an alchy, biodad decided I was old enough to give oral and hand-jobs when I was 3, mum got an injunction and then a boyfriend who thought the same. went into care when I was 11, left when I was 16. only got a boyfriend a month ago, well I say a boyfriend, it's a mutual friend with benefits thing.
Hahaha yeah ,loving and kind relationship? no chance. I'm really strapped for cash and this thing we have has already cost me over £100 in one month. petrol, food, going out is expensive and does he ever bother to offer to pay for anything, petrol, condoms or lube? pfft nope, what a fuck up. I feel lonely and worthless, what's the point?
28 years old... just another 40 to go till it's all over and I get to try again, hope the next life is better than this, tho I'm not holding out my hopes =/ |
| | Posted by Loser at January 10, 2011 |
Ok, my story is quite long, I have had bad luck for all my life. When I was small my father came home usually drunk and angry. He couldn't find a proper job so he put all his frustration on me - he beat me alot, with things he just found all around and it was anytime - at night, in the evening, in the morning, he punished me for each single thing I did wrong. Finally when I was around 8 my mother got divorced and things in my family went better. But I had problem at school. I look a little exotic so people aorund me didn't like me - they didn't talk to me, they called me a gypsy and an ugly monster and they told me they will talk to me only if I have a blond hair (or light) hair. It continued - in the beginning it was only verbal then it turned into physical bullying so I had to change a school. One year was good but then I had to go to a high school. I choosed quite hard high school.....I was again an outsider, people didn't talk to me and they called me ugly and stupid. I was able to hold this verbal insults by them but I felt very insecure outside too - people just so called me ugly (in the trolleybus, at the bus stop) and had fun, one time they even attacked me in the public (I was 12 they were around 15)they had fun because of my look, then they put me down and they spat on me (alot of adult people was around and they didn't do a thing to help me!!). I turned 14 and things went worse, I was failing at school. I learned alot but I wasn't intelligent enough. One day tea... |
| | Posted by j at January 7, 2011 |
Born with thc and meth in my system. Went home with alcoholic drug addicted parents. Was molested as a baby by dads meth head friend. Then molested repeatedly by many different men for drugs for the adults. Always on foodstamps, ssi and always lived in eighther section 8 housing or trailor park or homeless. At age 6 raped and couldn't speak for a year. My dad got black out drunk almost every night and beat my mom and me. Started using cocaine at 9 on an off. At 13 gang raped by 6 Latin kings and one of them raped me in the ass too. At 14 I was smoking crack everyday and I began to sell myself for more drugs and money. I was raped again by my band teacher, then again by a man named marcus who used to stalk me, he came in my window when I was sleeping, then again by a sex offender at age 17 multiple times while I was passed out. He got me pregnant and I got am abortion. All the while I was in and out of juve 4 times, and psychiatric hospitals,11 times. I finally got off all the hard drugs I was on after I had an abortion. I am now 18 and I'm in a relationship with a 15 year old, I am 4 months pregnant by him and I still smoke way too much weed, I quit school 3 years ago. I have no friends and no family that is sober. My boyfriends not old enough to get a job and he's not mature enough to be a father and I get a disability check for my social anxiety disorder, post traumatic stress disorder, mood related psychoses, and I can't work. I have soany symptoms of so many psychological disorders that I feel like I have them all. I often have visual and auditory hallucinations of demons talking to me and whispering. My mood swings are intense and out of control. I have panic attacks, and flashbacks, bulimia, I cut myself, dissociation, black outs, and personality changes. There is so much more detail and horrible events that I left out that I could write a fucking book. |
| | Posted by anonymous at January 2, 2011 |
Im 11 and have gone to 12 houses since I was born because im in Child Proction Services(CPS). I hate my life. I dont think that any kid should eever go through what I have. My mother was abused by 5 men. 1 man almost broke her neck because he was chocking her. She almost got killed by another because he belived in teamwork. my lil sis left her plate on the table my older bro did not want to put it in the trash so my mom pushed him he pushed her back and threw hey on a pointed corner table and almost hit her in the timple by her eye. |
| | Posted by Anna at December 28, 2010 |
One night My family had a guy over that was kinda our friend. We only been friends with him for three days the last day he did something bad to me. It was not the first time it had happened it was the 50th time. All these years i've been depressed and I didn't like my life so the night started and he came over again uninvited and he asked us if he could sleep over. He had a home to live in but he refused to go so my mom let him stay and I had to sleep beside him. And he was 28 years old and I kinda had a crush on him. But that night I didn't like him that way so I felt his hand go up my shirt. I looked at him pretty scared and he looked up at me like he wassaying be quiet so I did. The second time he tried to reach up my shirt I grabbed his arms and restrained him but I knew I couldn't hold his arms away from me that long. So I kept fighting with him. Then thats when he finally well he hit me and then he started unbottuning my pants and he went up my shirt. And then he started touching me all over. Well I tried to wake my mom up who was right beside me . I did but she said go back to bed. I was too scared to so It had passed one hour already. And I was still struggling with him but I couldn't fight anymore so I lay there hopeless wimpering my mom finally woke up that's when he finally stopped and my mom saw me on the floor on the other side of the room crying quietly. My older sister asked him what he did to me he said he did nothing but i told my mom but i... |
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