|Posted by forgotten at May 29, 2012|
i was born in reading on the 19/02/1993 when i was 3 my father left home and left my mother with £3000 of debt. in turn my mother tured into acouiholic and develept mentle health problems due to the drinking problems all i ever remember from my childhood. by five i was live with my grandparents happyest days of my life my mother had been sectioned in the DOP clinic, (witch helps people with drinking problems) when she left she seemed to be happy for a little while anyway. my mother later decided to move to southampton and i followed we moved to a cuncil astate and over time life just detireted i remember one night sat indoors with my mother she had takin pills and was fitting in the sofa i at 7 ran next door to get help the nighbers rang an amberlance and the police my mother was takin to hospital me i was put in cear.
on another night my mother had been drinking heaverly this coursed a mentel break down the police were called she left the house screeming there were bugs in her hair i again was put into care. my mother again left and i again was left in her care. all i remember after that were teenagers coming around and smashing the windows every night screeming abouse larghing they had heard about my mother and her break down.
i had to do somthing i had to get us out of there at 8 years old i decided to set fire to the house i get my mother out police amberlinces and fire egines were called. luckly they didnt find out the corse of the fire.
|Posted by anonymous at May 29, 2012|
since i was small my mom had dementia i watched her turn into a person that cant go to the bathroom alone i watched her as she forgot my name we dont have much money and after my mom got sick it got alot worse because she used to work now she needs someome to feed her and wear a diaper and its not because she is old but because her brain has deformed to the point that she cant do anything.8 years i saw her getting stupider making mistakes forgeting how to write,pissing in her pants then trying to hide her pants,breaking stuff and forgeting where she put things.now this is sad very sad whats worse is that i am not the only one like this.life is horrible there is no fairness to justice no GOOD.after my life turned to shit i became the class clown because i needed to feel not alone later my life was turned into gaming then i became a world of warcraft addict which really helped to distract me from the fact that my life is shit but now my internet company has problems and i cant play wow anymore which made my life even worse i was done with school a year ago.my dad now doesnt even have enough money to send me to collage because of all the spending done on my mom to stay alive all those expensive pills doctor visits that never cured her and never will.never had a date not because i am not attractive but because i dont have finacial capabilty to handle a girlfriend i cant even invite her to my home because its a mess thanks to my mom dont get me wrong i love my mother i love her so much but i really wished she died instead just her brain dieying slowly.that way at least it would have been quick.
|Posted by anonymous at May 28, 2012|
My dad is an alcoholic. My family is poor. My siblings do drugs and what not to escape their problems while I try in school and keep myself away from trouble so I know I have some kind of future ahead of me that isn't full of drinking and doing drugs. I live in a shitty house and my friends take me for granted. Sometimes I think they don't really care for me at all, I'm just there. I can't stand to look at myself in the mirror or even hear myself talk because I'm disgusted with who I am. I'm selfish and greedy and I can't help it. I try to be appreciative of what I have but I never will be. All I do is envy other's for their lives and sometimes I just hate people because they have what I want so badly. I hate my family and personally I don't want anything to do with them. My father is an alcoholic who has emotionally and physically hurt us while my mother only cares for herself and is ignorant. I'm fed lies each day and I don't know who to believe, everyone thinks its fun to fuck with my mind. I need help but I'm not willing to accept it because I don't want to be classified as dysfunctional just yet even though I know I am. I want to have a bright, successful, and adventurous future but I know that will never happen. Only people with money get what they want, they can afford a proper education from colleges and have the life. I'll end up in a shitty house with a shitty life when I'm older and nothing is more terrifying to me than that. I have no future ahead of me even though I do good in school and I'm ambitious. I'll be forever tied to this shitty town surrounded by hopelessness. Maybe I'll just stick around and get hit some more and told I'm worthless some more until I crack and kill myself.
|Posted by anonymous at May 24, 2012|
I am 26 and living with my parents after a breakup. They are fucking slobs I tell you.
They never clean up after themselves. I am the only one who does. This house smells like toe jams, stale cigarette, rubbish and poo. Yuck. I cant move out because I cant afford to yet, I am still at uni and I don't finish till beginning of 2013.
I pay my parents $200 a week and it barely goes on food.
My mom doesn't work, she sits on her ass all day playing Facebook games or whatever else she is fucking doing. MY dad works but he is a complete lazy mother fucker when he gets home, he thinks its OK to leave old food on the bench.
The room I am staying in, has no wallpaper, and big fucking holes all over it from my brother when he lived here. It also has no light, so I can't see in my room when I get home. I have fallen over shit countless times.
My parents are hoarders, there is shit everywhere, and I have to live in it.
No one gives a fuck about anything around here, and I want to complain but I cant or I will get kicked out. My life fucking stinks. This house stinks, I never invite people around because it embarrassing.
I cant believe how some people live. My life was great until my boyfriend cheated on me. I am thankful my parents let me move in, but I feel as if I am a maid. And that they are using me for my money, which leaves me less than $10 at the end of the week after paying for travel to go to school!
I know I will get out of here one day, but right now my life fucking sucks.
|Posted by jeff at May 21, 2012|
Marriage came early in life to my college sweetheart. At 22 we bought a starter home and embarked on our life together. We treated people well and lived a virtuous life. At 28 we decided to take a leap of faith and move to NC knowing that we had worked hard and paid our NH house off in 4 years. What ensued was a 6 year cluster fuck of errors resulting in a $50,000 loss on the house. Fast forward to 2006 and we bought a property and built our dream house which we occupied in March 2007. Although the real estate market had weakened we priced our former house accordingly but had to put $20k into it and sold it for a loss. Then in March 2010, 1 month before our 25th wedding anniversary God killed my wife with a brain hemmorhage. He then chose to introduce me to a woman who stole $23k from me and a crazy bitch that made me sick. I've now met a wonderful woman that I want to make a life with. For the 3rd time I've put my house on the market, knowing this time that I would lose money. In the first month I've had 1 showing. I'm so angry at God for never coming to my aid and fucking me time after time. I'm tired of starting over. I'm afraid to be happy.
This is after a childhood that involved moving 7 times in 16 years. Every time I was happy with where we lived my father transferred. Spent my 16th birthday as a first day at a new school. I'm a self employed successful financial manager that trusts no one and always expects the worst. I continue to fight forward and try to...
|Posted by dave at May 18, 2012|
I was born into a family that didn't care about people. My father was a strange asshat that mooched off his wealthy father for a living. My mother was always more worried about how others perceived her as a parent, than actually caring about her children. They split up after my father banged some floozy in Colorado, and my father, having plenty of his fathers money to spend, made sure my mother had nothing.
He would call us up occasionally, saying he wanted to spend time with us. Usually by the time we arrived he had some great project for us to do; be it moving, cleaning, construction... anything to save him a buck. We haven't spoken in about 6 years.
My extended family is judgmental, stupid, and big-mouthed. They are spiteful, mean-spirited people, who belittle anyone not currently in the room.
My friends have all either moved away, or have died.
I was unemployed for so long due to the bad economy I managed to wrack up enough debt to need to file bankruptcy. Mostly buying food, and clothes... although I did pick up smoking at this time as well, so tack that on there.
I now have a job, but I work so often I can't even go to stores without taking a vacation day. Every night, I go home and sit around, because I hate people so much I stopped going out when I was about 25. I can't have an intelligent conversation with the meatpuppets of this world to save my life.
Now it's just a blur... Monday may as well be Friday, bec...
|Posted by Cookie at May 15, 2012|
I had a very good life before marriage...i used to feel the real essence of happiness in my life..perfect family..perfect friends and life was perfect in every way.
I used to dream a lot of my future life as in my life with the love of my soul.
I used to spend my nights dreaming that he would be like this and that and the only thing i wanted that he should love me a lot.Even dreaming was fun!!
I had a arrange marriage two years back and my life changed dtrastically. I believe my husband loves me but he has not expressed it even a single day..(all my dreams seemed to shatter) I am justing trusting my life and hoping that he really loves me but until he expresses even in a subtle way , i would actually get the confidence.
Coming to my father-in-law..OMG!! I have never seen such a person in my life..he is a torture, he is a bigtime greedy bastard.
HE tortures everyone around him . The moment he opens his mouth , I feel like slapping him.
Not even a single day, he has respected anyone around him and he expects us to respect him since he is an elderly man..He is almost 60 yrs and even at this age, he has the guts to hit his wife.
He really pisses me off.. keeps on telling me anything.. If he is in a bad mood, he goes mad..he is really a physcho!!.. god help him..rather i should say God please help us.
All he wants from me is money.. I am asked to give half of my salary to him.
I showed displeasure in doing that in front of my husband, he als...
|Posted by anonymous at May 14, 2012|
My mom died when i was 11. I have an older down syndrome sister who, understandably, has always gotten all my parent's attention. My 2 older siblings don't care about me. Now my dad is getting remarried without even telling me about it. There is not a single person i know who truly cares for me. My friends always either brag about how their life is so good and stuff, and usually put me down or make me feel left out. I wish there was something i could do to make the pain go away.
|Posted by j at May 11, 2012|
My name is John and this is my story
I am 27 years old never had a girlfriend never had a good job never had much money. I never really had much of a life i would say that i have been depressed since i was around 15 years old. Had friends at different points in my life but no longer have any friends anymore. I have numerous health problems and issues with anxiety. i have had what i would call extreme anxiety for as long as i can remember. I would never speak much in school thus people must have assumed that i didnt like them when it was actually because of my extreme anxiety that I didn't talk much. I got made fun of alot in life and as a result i started thinking lesser of myself as a human being I went through a disease at 15 years old that horribly scarred my face and thus took away any looks that i might have had in this life. I would have liked to have had a family or wife some day but i know that i have already lost that part and i have no hope ever achieving that so decided not to care anymore about that. I am very lonely and sad indivdual and i know that i will remain this way until i die.
Never been laid and got addicted to pornography at an early age. I don't wish my life on any person who has ever existed or will ever exist after i am gone. I've been suicidal at many times in life but i realised that i was too much of a coward to do it. I live with my parents one of which is my mom who is bipolar she is a very difficult person but i still lov...
|Posted by anonymous at May 10, 2012|
I am a 16 year old teenager. I live in a family of 7, including me. I have a younger brother, a younger sister, a twin brother, and an older brother. (Plus, my parents.) I hate my life. Let me explain. I'll start with my younger siblings.
My little brother, 6 years old, is a sailor. He always runs his god-damn mouth, and every sentence he says has to have a swear in it. He never listens to me when I tell him to stop doing something or, not to do something. He always has to question everything he's told to do. It's fucking irritating. He also wastes every single food in my house, and leaves trash all over the place. And when his report card comes home, his teacher says he is a very kind a well-mannered child. Oh, the irony.
Then there's my little sister, 9 years old. She isn't that bad. But, it's as if she has to whine about everything. "Oh, Mommy! I REALLY WANT THAT!" and then there's, "BUT DADDY! I CAN'T FIGURE OUT HOW TO DO THIS HOMEWORK!" And then if you try to reason with her, she either, yells at you and tells you to shut-up, or, keeps whining even more.
Next, there's my twin brother, he's slightly younger than me (I was born first). You'd think that since we're twins, we'd be cool and all, BUT NOPE! He thinks he's better than me. Actually he thinks he's better than everyone else. He believes I have this addiction to "furry" pornography, BUT I DON'T. He also, seems to have to mention this to everyone, including my friends. And then they ...
|Posted by Troll face at May 9, 2012|
My mother is mean to me like my "friend" was doing my hair at my birthday and she wasn't even doing it right and she was hurting me and my mom didn't even care ! She blames everything on me! Then the other day I was like helping my friend cuz she was getting bullied so I took her to the way in ( where councelers are) wich I had enough courage to encourage her to do it ( I'm shy and I like never tell when I'm getting bullied .. Well I told my mom and she didn't do anything ) and so like I told my mom cuz I wanted her to be proud of me so then when she came to the house she started yelling at me to put the groceries away wich she just got and told me that I don't use common. Scence then a while later I came out and asked her if she heard of this movie I was watching ( just trying to have a conversation ) and she was like I don't care but before that her d!ck head roomAte was like if you put your hand on your face I did and he smacked it and hurt my nose ! I told my long distance dad and he said to go to my room so I did . I want him so bad !! I want to live with him but today my so called friend tripped me Infront of everyone and I scrapped my knees it hurt I made it to my house and I put peroxide on my scrapped knees with a band aid cuz it started to bleed and my beldham mother want me to clean btw I'm crying right now like I was yesterday I don't know what to do any more I just want my daddy !!
|Posted by Frank at May 8, 2012|
when i was 10 my dad killed himself my mom sold absolutely everything all my dads tools and what not. he was a master mechanic and had everything. we lost the house and everything. thrown on the street moved about 8 times i switch about 15 schools i kept getting bullied and beat up and my mom used my college fund then pulled me out of high school at 15 and i never got to finish school. i was thrown out at 17 yrs old house hopped for a while. finally found my dream job working for "brookdale senior living" after 19 months i was laid off and cant get unemployment cuz my manager is a polish cheap 2 faced bastard. lost my house and everything now im with my girl living in an abandoned foreclosed house and we both have no money she works but barely makes anything. my mom doesnt care. i need help and i have none. it seems fake but every bit of this messed up life is real.
|Posted by Numb at May 6, 2012|
I'm 37 single mother of six boys five of them are the most worthless pieces of shit in the world. Everything they touch they fuck up they don't respect me my property at all they have wrecked my cars stole my money, disrespectful. I have paid their rent bought them even food and furniture for there apartment. I'm in stage the cancer i know soon i will be so sick that i wont be able to take care of myself i would rather be in a home for someone that is paid to take care of me. To have those pieces of shit.
|Posted by anonymous at May 5, 2012|
My father left my mother five years after I was born. They divorced in
a settlement where my mom got a lump sum and no child support.
At age 10, I started delivering pot for a friend of mine named Luke.
I made 17,000 over a period of 3 years then moved.
My parents forced me to sign over 11,000 for a house they wanted.
I spent the rest on transportation, favors, my friends.
My stepfather has borderline. He rages all the time.
I've been thrown down 2 flights of stairs for switching a t.v. off,
I never missed curfew, worked a job until I was put into halfway homes,
and cleaned the house/respected all property/bought all my own food.
When I was 19 I met a 19 year old psychopath. He got kicked out of depaul
for selling stolen alcohol to minors. Then he commited assault against
someone his high school girlfriend cheated on and left him for.
8 40$ video games and a $70 dollar bb gun were stolen.
I was implicated in the theft.
Paid for 70 worth of gas to indiana, then was robbed of 40 out of
my pocket. Then he threatened to kill me and said if I
made any attempts on his life he would "Call the police."
Wanted to marry someone but he was always married.
Now I'm 20 and he offered to get divorced.
I live with him, but he constantly tells me to wash my face,
pull up my panties, etc.
I've always cut my own hair, dyed it etc.
My bf saw some girl on the street, and told me to
either go to a salon right then or he would drop me off
at the nearest corner and just leave me.
How do I stand up for myself, and get away from abuse =(
|Posted by anonymous at May 4, 2012|
My mom died when I was about 14-15 years old. Even though I have always been quiet and not really a people person, I closed up even more after her death. My mom's family completely forgot about my brothers, my dad and I. They didn't only forget us but they also told to everyone we knew that we were responsible for my mom's death which is completely stupid since she died from cancer. Why would us - her family - be the cause of her cancer? I always loved my mom very dearly. I was even sleeping with her until she passed away. After her death everything became a mess. No money, no structure. My dad was very supportive but it was still very dysfunctional. I am so grateful for my dad since he was the one that was there for us - my brothers and I - throughout the whole time. We had a lot of financial difficulties. We moved from one side of the country to the whole other side believing that would be the remedy for our misery. I went to university. My dad always wanted me to become a Dr. But I don't have the money, the time and the will to do that. I got accepted to the program I wanted, but it was in a city 10 hours away from where my family was living. I went there for a few years. It was very difficult. I changed a lot throughout those years. I had my first relationship, my first love, and the first time I got my heart broken. The boy I was going out was with a lot of different people and he was also already planning on marrying this girl that he knew for a long time that was l...
|Posted by DOXOLOGY at May 3, 2012|
I am in so much fucking pain now. My father died today, anal cancer. Have you ever had to see a man constantly shit out all his body parts? It is disgusting. It pains me. My whore mother cheated on him for 40 years and he stayed with her. That bitch has a boy friend and she calls me today saying that they never divorced and she gets everything. Her boyfriend doesnt even know english. She met him at my fathers house mowing the lawn. When she told me she would get everything of my dads , I actually shit myself. My girlfriend ( who was smokin hot) was rite there and got so disgusted that she slapped me and then turned around and walked out to the car we came in and took off. (i bought her a camry with my money but put it in her name) So then I am in the house of my dead father with my mother and Miguel, Then my ex wife Pam shows up and tells me that she used my ss number to get a credit card and she charged it up over $18000. She laughs at me as she gets into her fucking new alien green camaro with her tuna ass girlfriend. What did I do? I left. I went to my house and my room mate was smoking ice in my living room with some black dudes. I screamed at them to get the fuck out of my house, and 50 cent looking bitch boy smacks my nose and breaks it. I go to the hospital, get my nose set, and find out dad didnt pay his premium and even though he died, I AMRESPONSIBLE FOR HIS BILL. did I tell you that my daughter and her el salvidorin wetback boyfrien stole my chevy last week and i didnt turn her in? Cops found the car, and are telling me even though she wrecked it i am responsible. Cant take this shit anymore. I hate mexicans. I hate women, and I hate midgets. FUCK YOU ALL , i WANNA DIE
|Posted by anonymous at May 2, 2012|
Okay, well I'm not usually one to bitch about my problems, but I'm feeling pretty shitty right now, so I'll try venting and see if it helps. I'm aware my life isn't nearly as bad as many other people have it, so I'm sorry for complaining. I just need to get these feelings off my chest.
Well when I was about 2 or 3 my parents got divorced. I know, that's not nothing. But then, when I was 11 I lost my sister to a heroin overdose. 2 years after that my dad who I loved more than anything committed suicide. I didn't know what to do, but luckily enough, my good friends were there for me. Unfortunately my crazy mother decides to move me, my sister, and my stepdad halfway across the country.
Now I have another sister and brother who I rarely get to see on account they did not move with us. My mom doesn't understand me in the slightest, and is always trying to change me, especially my beliefs. My sister is just as crazy as my mom, and my stepdad doesn't even speak English. I've lived with him for 7 years and I still feel awkward whenever I try to communicate with him. He also treats my mom terribly, and yells at her for mistakes he himself makes.
I'm 15 years old and I want nothing more for highs school to end. I currently have no friends. I think it's the fact that I had a great life, makes me more depressed and more fixed on the past. But I know that's impossible, so I'm attempting to look towards the future. Anything but the present.
I'm so sorry for complaining, but I had to try something. I hope all your lives get better, and remember, you're all wonderful people. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise. And if you're contemplating suicide, think of all the people you'll be upsetting. Just look forward for a better day. That's what I'm doing. Let's hope it works.
|Posted by Cant Take Much More! at May 2, 2012|
I was not doing very well 15 years ago and decided to leave the USA for a new start. I managed to land a job in Saudi Arabia and spent 15 years there working and saving. During my time away I didnt come home for 8 years even for a visit. My first trip home I purchased a home and let my mother stay there and went back to Saudi. I spent another 6 years working to pay off school loans child support and other items and came back to the USA. I managed to land a job and was happy to be back. I now had a wife and 2 children a good home and a giod dog. A few months later I lost my job as our company was hurting as all companies were. I slowly went broke and lost everything and moved to another state to work in a family business that soon after started hurting also. Now I am jobless homeless and 48. My wife hates me and my children say i have destroyed their life. My wife tells me directly she hates me but stays for the children. This is just my story outlined the details make me cry just thinking so I will expand later. As for today I think I am ready to go on to heaven as I cant take anymore.
|Posted by adad at May 2, 2012|
im a good dad. joint and shared custody with ex. ex is turning kids against me. cant take it anymore. one day my kids will see how psychotic ex really is.
back to court we go. allegations allegations allegatons. whats a father to do? a long drawn out torture death i did not envision.
yeah i remember great times with my kids: bbq, fishing, swimming, cycling, watching movies, protecting, advocating, scavenger hunts etc. its all by the wayside now - - all forgotten, all replaced, like it never happened at all
I wish other dads well out there (and moms too as it can happen to them as well)
If things dont change soon, next stop is probably Willoughby for me. peace.
|Posted by anonymous at May 1, 2012|
First of all, before telling everyone my problems, Id like to say that I have read a lot of stories on here. Some are very sad & terrible. I am sorry about what many of you are going through, especially those who have lost just about everything, (are about to be or are homeless) and are contemplating suicide. Those are some of the saddest kind of stories I have read.
However, some of the posts on this site are ridiculous. I am tired of seeing stories of dumb young teenagers complaining about a girl or a guy at their school that they like not liking them back. Grow the hell up, you dont know what real problems are. That shit isnt even worth reading. Wait until you get older and have real problems. If you like some one, fucking ask them out or shut up about it! If you get rejected move on to some one else. As for everyone with real problems, I wish there was something I could do to help.
Ok here is what is going on with me, it may not be as bad as some other people's issues but it still sucks. I am a nearly 30 year old man, got laid off last year from a job I had for years, I have struggled with work ever since. I barely make anything, and as a result I had to move back in with my mom in a poor shitty ass apartment. I have no room, forced to sleep in the living room where my privacy & personal space is never respected at all. My mom is very mentally abusive, paranoid and is a hoarder. The place is a filthy mess with piles of useless junk she compulsiv...