LIFE SUCKS : Childhood

am i exagerating,honestly

hi everybody,
i read your stories and i am truly sorry and wish i could help all of you, i really do. life is just not fair to some people.

so, here is my story...
i grew up in a dysfunctional family with my parents arguing, sisters who were never home (or so spoiled in one case), i had to do things for them since i was the youngest, we never had money even if my dad worked his butt off..
at the age of 10, my mum died, in my arms, my dad went to work in another country, one of my sisters went to live with her bf, my other sister, who had a 6 months old son, was never at home, so i practically lived alone taking care of the baby...i couldn't go out with my friends, to the beach, sometimes i would even miss school when the baby was sick. but, nevertheless, i graduated highschool several years later, and i was an excellent student all my life..then i worked the whole summer to get the money for college, but my sister made me quit college and go work so she could stay at home. then she stole all my money from my credit cards, which left me with a 5 thousand dollar debt at the age of 19...i still didn't manage to pay it off, and am still frequently sending her money-i'm a looser...
then i finally moved to another town after several fights. it was hard because of my nephew who is like a son to me. kept sending her money....
then, a few months ago, my dad died, and i broke, totally...i was a wreck, and still am..
but, i moved to another country a...

acceptance

i was still young when my older brother told me to play a game...i only realized it was sexual abuse when i turned 13. it happened around 10-15 times from what i remember. once, his friend also "played a game" with me. there was also this physically abusive dad, not only to me but also to my brother and mother. i couldn't complain...because i was just adopted. i felt so rejected, because of my real parents abandoning me. my brother wasn't adopted. my mom can't bear any more children after him. i love my mom. she was so kind and caring, and the reason i didn't leave was because of her.

i became a closet gay. i pretended to be straight, because i was traumatized by rejection. there were also the bullies at school and the sexists. i've even pretended to fall in love with women, but in fact i fell in love with some of my straight friends. i can't express my love to them, since they were straight and they'll become awkward and possibly not talk to me ever again. so, i hid all my feelings to myself. it was really painful, but it's my way of dealing with it. i just wish that i could meet someone out there who can be my special someone, the person who i will love and love me back.

life is too long

My mum wanted to kill me when I was a baby. Grandma adopted me since then. Good times doesn't last too long before my grandma passed away when I was ten. Childhood was horrible. Abused by my mum an sisters. I though life would be better after married. No. He stopped talking to me since few months ago.... what have I done wrong? Life is too long for me! My best friend just passed away a week ago! I wish he can take me along.

life

I moved 19 times as a kid. My parents divorced when I was 4. Had 2 step fathers that were never there. Joined the Army when I was 17. Watched my father die from cancer while my wife was cheating on me. She continued cheating on me for a year. Then I was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis. I have severe arthritis. Disabled. My mentally ill stepson threatens to kill me. I haven't had a friend in 25 years. Life sucks. My 15th anniversary was yesterday. I bought my wife $700 ear ring and she got me nothing. She said thanks and went to bed. Oh! I've been sleeping on the couch for 12 years. Life sucks.

my life the septic tank of of shit

at 5 i was sexualy abused by a man my mom left me with when she went to work by 10 i had been molested and screw with by a few people in my family and some kid from baby sitters.as i went into my teens i was sexualy assulted by two people and a friends dad.spent a few months in a mental hospital was on many meds till i was 16. i was pick on beaten in school kiddnaped ones and shot at.abandoned by family.dad isnt in my life treats like a out cast. moms in lala land and in another world. spent many years sense 12 trying to kill myself with drinking and drugs but couldnt really kill myself because i lost my grandpa and two uncles to suicide so i didnt want to do that to my mom all over again.then at 19 still trying to figure out who i was and what the hell to do i meet a girl who was 15 and we fell in love she was the first person i wanted to have sex with she was very experienced i wasnt her first. so we were together for a month and and someone turned me in for being with her and a cop picked me up and said that she had told them that i raped her and being the dumbass and very young minded i said i didnt rape her we are girlfriend and boyfriend and yes we had sex bam that was a confession so in my small ass town i lived in they decided to slaughter me they put my picture on the front page of the paper and lumped me with four other cases of sex offenders and make it look like a sex ring and so the life sentence began there. the judge said i would be charged with sex abuse ...

Not really sure

I've always felt that I should be lucky.My father held me out of a window and threatened to drop me but didn't. He kicked us out. My Stepdad told me that if it wasn't for him I would be unwanted. My Mum has told me that if she'd had a choice she would'nt have had me. They had a lot of hopes for me as a youngster as I was recognised as 'gifted'. This has not come to pass. I dropped out of uni as I became depressed. I've had ups and downs and been in violent relationships. I had a breakdown and finally spoke up to my mother. Since 1973 it has just been me and her. My brother was born in 1980 and much as I love him he is the apple of my mother's eye and that hurts. Since my last time in hospital she told me that he is the only person in the world that cares about me and that I'd better not wreck things or I'll have no one.I don't really believe I can be that bad, I'm not a criminal and I'm not a nasty person.I lost a job that I was really good at in feb and since then have lost my flat and am struggling to survive. I am staying in a friend's house but it is only a matter of time before I have to go. I can't take any more.I keep trying to fight but everytime I get kicked in the nuts (if i had any). I'm so sorry for being defeatist but I don't know what to do anymore.

i guess it could be worse.

I am a 20 year old male and seem to have alot of life ahead of me. Unfortunately it seems like i have screwed up everything in my path. Or at least i get blamed for most of the problems in my life. I was taken into custody by the state of Florida at 5 along with my 3 siblings because my parents thought it would be better to do dope rather than take care of their 4 children. So during my stay in foster care i was separated from my siblings and i lived in 11 different homes until the time a "christian" couple adopted us all out of faster care when i was 7. We were in foster care with the state of Florida for 2 years before being adopted. Anyways the couple that adopted us really laid this big brother role on me. I was supposed to set a good example for my younger 3 siblings. I hated my adoptive parents and i just could not live up to there big brother standards. Every time i would make a mistake my "dad" would remind me that i took all the joy out of their family. My younger siblings were taught to believe that i am the reason they make mistakes because i set a bad example. I wanted to leave. I hated these people. I ran a way 9 times and of course got caught every time. I called DCF several times and they would never believe my stories about getting knocked out when my dad would slap me and how he would beat me anywhere he could hit me on my body. How could he get away with this? Anyway i begged them to let me go back to foster care. So they sent me to a christian boys hom...

I'm 24 all my life I've had physical abuse first from my mother .. She used to hit me till I bled ... Then she used to get a knife to me and threaten me .. She used to tell me that she will throw me under a bus.. Everything that was bad in her life is because of me..all this when I was only 6 or 7... My family hates me because I'm a girl.. Then my brother was born if he fell I was blamed I was hit.when we moved to a new country my dad began hitting me ... Strangling me..putting a pillow on my head so I would suffocate and die ... They both told me I'm useless I'm dumb ... I have nothing no money no degree one dead end job... My mother takes all my money for her debts ... I am sick of life ... My firt boyfriend in college my mother drove away... She would call him and say that I'm nothing and all I want is sex from him... Then my second serious boyfriend got me pregnant and I had to have an abortion ... He didn't even turn up and acted like as if it was nothing... I'm am so hurt ... I feel so alone and there is not one day that goes by that I dnt wish I was dead.. Why am I living... Just today my brother hit me and punched me .. Threw a chair at me... Then my mother blames me when I didnt even touch him. I hate my life I've isolated myself from everyone ... I can't even have a boyfriend because I don't want anyone to know how my family is... I wish I was never born..

I can't do this...

I have been on this Earth for 33 years. I have never really been happy. My dad told my mom that he didn't want be because I wasn't a boy. I have been molested too may times to count, raped, beat and told that I will never amount to shit buy many family members. My mom and dad divorced when I was 8, she remarried 5 months later to a man that she had been seeing for awhile. He liked to beat me. Then when I was 13 and my mom decided that she needed to go back to work, he decided it would be best if I played the part of "mom" when she wasn't around. From doing all the cooking and cleaning to getting up in the middle of the night when their new born child would cry. I also still had to get up and get 2 other children ready for school. Then he decided to rape and molest me. He told me that my mom would never believe me if I said anything to anyone. I decided to tell and he went to prison. MY MOM TOLD THE JUDGE THAT I SEDUCED HIM!!! She blames me to this day for sending him away. She let the state take me away and put me into foster care. The other children stayed with her. She visited him twice a month and never bothered to come see me. When he got out, she moved in with him and left my sister and 2 brothers with me. She never sent and money to help with anything. She was just worried about her. I had married at 18 to get my own place. He was in the Navy and was never around. Come to find out that he was sleeping with a bunch of other women. After 6 years of a messed up marriag...

bad memories

Well......when i was a kid i lived with my mom and young brother, then she passed away, so i had to move with my dad, and my brother with his. That sucked as i didnt really know my dad well and i was kinda scared of him, and not being able to see my young brother depressed so bad. Things got worse when i had to change high school, had to move out from my town, leave my friends, my house..absolutely everything was taken from me. so in the new high school i really didnt get along with hardly anybody, i just had 1 very good friend and still today he is my best friend, so many schoolmates laughed about me, bullied me, make jokes about me, the most cruel things u can imagine to happen to you in high school, they did happen to me. Now im much older, but i hate them all, i cants stop thinking about those who did these things to me that still today feels like it was yesterday, i cant seem to escape from that dark long period of my life, i really have trouble in being sociable, allways in tension with ppl, cant take very good care of myself, and self esteem is not precisely good..i wish i could go back and defend myself and put things where there had to be at that time, now they all probably forgot about that, but i really hate them, i really wish and hope life will put everyone in their deserved place, and those who make others suffer like they did to me, will get what they deserve, as bad as it can be. hope the sentence 'what goes around, comes around' is real.

Peace

I don't know

I've had an abusive single mother both physical and emotional. My mother removed me from school at the age of 9 in the fourth grade to be home schooled, what turned out to be a raise your new born brother life lesson. on top of this she had prevented me from contacting any of my friend of any one my age, one week after my 14th birthday. living in isolation for 5 years no friends no privacy living in a SMALL one room motel for 4 years to living in a RV for 3 years sharing a bed with my mother and little brother for 7 years. trying to make friends wail living on a mouton in a trailer park at the age 19 finally met some one worth dating ended up being the cause of a huge fight after 3 months of dating. I ended up moving out that night into my boyfriends.
not only my mothers crazy love hate relationship enough but now its so far into my relationship with my boyfriend that he starts treating me like im a toy lack of respect I have no job no car no phone and no near by family I live 3,000. miles away from every one I grew up knowing.
I feel alone like no one really cares no one I wish would, I cant talk to any one like a therapist cause my boyfriend in other words said he wasn't going to be with some one who can't handle there own problems.
I am manically depressed, I have Post Traumatic Stress Disorder(ptsd), and anorexic.
I don't know what to do any more witch direction to go.

My life will make you feel better.

Abused by nuns and others as a kid. Father alcoholic. Mom too busy to care. Youngest of five kids. As a teenager skipped school a lot to go to the city. Walked around late at night a lot to avoid home. Hated school was shy and awkward. Family forgot my 18th birthday including my mom. I thought they did it to surprise me later but nothing happened. My first love died in an accident aged 19. Six years later fell in love with someone older by 16yrs. They were diagnosed with cancer and took 18mths to pass away. Two weeks after I was raped. He gave me a STD. I said nothing to anyone about it. Have been single pretty much all my life and haven't been intimate for over 15yrs. Been unemployed 3 times and am currently in a job I hate with bullies but put up with it as I would be homeless if I quit. Also lodged bankruptcy cause my credit blew out. I am overweight and depressed. The biggest thing is I can't have kids because of many reasons. I don't drink, gamble or take drugs. I could say so much more but all I have known is that my life truly sucks. BTW I'm now in my forties.

I hate everything. Including me.

It all started when they took my house away due to eviction on Christmas day when i was in 7th grade. While everybody was opening their presents, I was moving my shit to a house where we could only spend 2 days. So 48 hours to find a home. I reached the point where I would eat my sorrow away and got to weigh 280 pounds. I was only 13.
So from that point you can tell that my school life was a fucking piece of shit since nobody talked to me and the only fucking friend I had ended up being a lesbian that was trying to hook up with me. Middle school was HELL for me. My dad was jobless for a long period of time and he ended up leaving to Houston, Texas in the search of employment and a place for us to live. Of course he came back.. then left again... then came back.... and left again until recently that he came back home after a severe car crash. He nearly died but he recuperated. He got back into drinking. Back into Smoking. Hes even cheating on my mom. My mother, a cancer survivor,cleans houses for a living and we barely have enough to put food on the table. I am now in high school. And I feel as if i am completely alone. I lost 60 pounds due to depression and currently weigh 220. Ive had my crushes... but not one guy has ever asked me for my number... My brother tells me everyday " your useless, your never going to get a man. Get over your self you fucking waste of space." My dad tells me EVERY SINGLE DAMN DAY HOW MUCH HE HATES HIS LIFE AND THAT HES GOING TO KILL HIM...

I'm a waste.

I've hated myself since I was 6. My beat friend and her brother took turns molesting me. No one in my family ever noticed. My dad was always doped up on Meth, cocaine, heroin. You name it. My mom worked all the time, rarely did I see her. The abuse stopped when my "best friend" finally moved away when I was 7.

But then it picked up right where it stopped, my baby sisters dad begin molesting me. And AGAIN nobody fucking noticed.

My dad used to get so angry he'd throw shit across the room, he'd steal my favorite toys an smash them. He was my favorite though, he never hurt me. But I watched him beat the shot put of my sister almost everyday.

My parents got divorced when I was 6. I cried everynight. I had nightmares that his drug dealers were gonna kill him because he owed so much money. He hired prostitutes and OD-ed countless times.

As a LIL kid I was scrawny. I had big blue eyes and I was so naive. Everyone was emean to me, I only had one best friend and then she stabbed me in the back.

I started burning and cutting myself when I was 11. I thought I was fat and ugly and dirty.

I started drinking heavily and huffing when I was 12, when I was 13 I tried pcp and lots of pain killers.

Kids never shut up, they made fun of me everyday. I have ADHD and my grades were horrible.

I hated going home so I'd stay at a grocery store till "dinner time"

I got prescribed rittalin when I was 14. I quickly realized I could make some money so I started selling. Often I'd rail pills too, to get high. I wouldn't eat for days, I'd stay awake for days it was endless.

I've attempted suicide 3 times and no one ever noticed. Ha. But I'm alive.

Now I'm 17 and I only smoke weed MAINLY. but my moms on my ass even though she doesn't even realize how much I've improved.

I know many people have a harder lives, I just felt like getting this shit out. Haha.

I hate my life so fucking much

When i was younger, my mother thought she was a vampire she used 2 kill my cats i had, my father adventually left her and got married to someone else and had another kid, I tryed getting along w. them for years i couldent stop getting jealous of him, my dad always told me i lived in fantasys i thought i was anothy from the sopronos and i had a black caddolack people told me i was sick in the head, i used to think hitler was in my basement and that he told me where to take over, then i thought i was in the kkk, then in the crips my dad finally got sick of my bullshit and told me never to come back or see him again i cryed so much that day, idk whats wrong w. me in the head i always thinks im something im not, i have a gf named mandy shes always gets home wicked late at night, she always has these bruises all over her body she tells me that she falls alot, and says that her friend rony that truck driver always brings her to mcnonalds and buys her w.e she wants off the dollar menu, i dont have the money to do that for her, i was arrested like a month ago i broke into a snack bar in a little league baseball field i was bored, i told my dad that i broke into a clinic and beat some lady up, i cant stop lieing and making up storys id ont understand whats wrong w. me anymore i tryed 2 kill myself the other night, but i stopped myself, i have no friends or family even my step brother hates my guts, idk what 2 do anymore please help me someone... :(

I FUCKING HATE THE WAY IT IS

Everything started out shit, bad childhood, beaten by my now dead father, saw my grandad die, mum couldn't afford to buy new and trandy clothes(always 2nd hand) bullied in school for being overweight. Trying to come to terms with my sexuality at the age of 10 knowing that i liked guys better than girls. No one helping me through bereavement..........

Then things got better, made new friends, got a full- time job, was enjoying life to the max, met my boyfriend...... couldn't get better.

Now moved to england to keep boyfriend happy and been here for nearly 2 years now and just got worse. I feel so alone, it took me 1 year to get a job, several potential employers wouldn't hire me cause i'm scottish, goverment wouldn't help cause I was not a priority case, and i lost all my friends. I have 'bout 5 people i can actually call "friend". I get used all the time for money or a scapegoat. I managed to get a job that i hate, I have over 10 years of management experience, hospitality experience, applied for a management position with-in the company which i have over 5 years experince in and was told that i wasn't good enough and gave it to a 'little' girl who never worked before in her life and doesn't speak english properly..... doesn't know a damn thing 'bout managing a team...... when asked why she was better

"because we need young women as customer's respond better with them"

WHAT A CROCK OF HORSE-SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
now i can't get a higher position, i don't want to make myself unemployed and most of all i miss my family and friends, but don't want to leave my partner?

you think you got it bad?

I am honestly to the point of thinking about suicide. When I was born my mother nor my father wanted me, they would let me (a 2 month old baby) lay there is my own vommit, shit, and piss for hours. Then when I was 2 my father started abusing me. He used to punch me in the stomach as hard as he could and laugh about it. He beat me with extension cords, fly swatters, and anything that was within reach. Then my grandmother took me away from him. But thats where the mental abuse started. Her husband didn't and still dont like me. He made me feel like shit for everything I had ever done. He made me feel like a burden to everyone. Like I was worthless. Then when I was 5 my uncle started molesting me. I told but everyone thought I was making lies and didn't believe me. Then when I was 8 my mother moved to the town we was living in. And her being my mother I wanted to have a relationship with her. I was too young to know she was no good, I just knew she was my "mommy". It went good for a few months until she started shooting me up with meth. She used to tell her friends right before she did it to watch how I twitched. She and her druggie friends thought it was hallarious. So that started my drug addiction. By the age of 12 I was addicted to meth, heroine, and cocaine. I was also an alcoholic. Then when I was still 12 I got really fucked up and ended up molesting my younger cousin, which I know was my fault and I admit that. At the age of 13, I was sentenced to 4 years in juvie. T...

tired

Growing up my dad never worked, treated my mom, mentally retarded sister, and I like crap. Our house was full of roaches and mice even in the refrigerator. Even as a young child I knew my parents didn't know how to care for my sister. Social services was around all the time, but they never took us. When I was 5 my dad left me alone with one of his friends who stayed the night and he molested me. I can remember my parents not watching my sister well, she went missing several times being found once inside an old man's apartment, he had molested her, another time she was found at our city's homeless shelter, another time I can remember both my sister and I in this man's apartment, he exposed his genitals to us. When I was 8 my older cousin came to stay with us because he was kicked out of the trailer park where he live for inappropriate behavior with young girls, eventually he became a youth pastor and I became his victim. When I was twelve my mom tried to commit suicide, my dad blamed me.I went to live with my best friend's family where her dad was a drug addict, alcoholic pervert, and the life skills i learned there was how to scam a popular retail chain helping support their family. Things got a little better after meeting my husband, however we have struggled. We had our first baby young, our relationship, our family has dealt with domestic violence, drug addiction, extended family drama... Both of us have grown alot, kids are 10 and 14 now and so far have done well. I d...

life sucks and then some

When I was 4 years old my depressed mother and father had a divorce. Naturally, I thought it was normal for everyone's parents' to get a divorce. Until the Christmas when I turned 5, when I knew something was wrong when my dad slept on the downstairs couch. I didn't believe in Santa anymore. When I was 7 my mom, brother and I moved in with my mom's physically and mentally abusive boyfriend. He had two older sons. I loved one of them with all my heart because he was so nice to me. The other one sexually abused me. All the while my mom's boyfriend was abusing her. He was mentally abused my little brother and I. He shouted at me every day to 'toughen up' because of a time when I got dust in my eye and started to cry. My little brother spent every day with him, since he wasn't old enough for school. I was made to think my dad caused all the bad things. He was continually shunned and i barely got to see him, even on my own birthday. I had nightmares my parents killed each other, every night. Apparently I screamed in my sleep, because I shouted "NO DADDY NO!". I guess this was enough cause for my mom to keep my father away from me even more, as they accused him of sexual abuse. Finally after 3 years, my mothers family rescued us one day due to her boyfriend cheating and being more abusive. So I was moved to a different school where I got a little more confidence. That was taken away from me in jr. high. I had no close friends, only acquaintances. That change a little in high s...

Not much of a future in my eyes...

Just finished high school and turning 19 in less than a month. I'm lucky I even passed because I was only 3 credits short from graduating with the bare minimum before my counselor discovered an error on my transcript that, once fixed, brought me up to a passing amount. I was once a studious straight A student until junior high hit and it all went downhill from there. Now I'm just a last-minute lazy ass.

My parents split when I was 9. My dad was a Navy Seal and wanted to raise us in a very strict manner, while my mom wanted kids to be kids and let us be more free-spirited. We all stayed with our mom and my dad eventually moved to the other side of the country and got remarried and had another kid. Not a single person on either side of our family speaks to him. It's almost as if he was never even a part of our lives now.

When I hit junior high, my mom met a new guy twice her age in a bar. An alcoholic buffoon whom she married for his money. While not physically abusive, it was mentally destructive to me and my other 3 siblings. For a year, 2 of us were with our mom and stepdad while the other 2 were with my dad and stepmom. We all ended up back at the house we had been in the majority of our lives, but one by one, our stepdad chipped us off again, starting with me. I ended up moving 200 miles away with my grandma and 2 of my other siblings have had to deal with similar turmoil.

The most devastating part of my life is the part that s...