in case you didn't see my other post, i want somone to listen
we judge, but we have no idea..
so i'll start, please don't judge me anymore, maybe you will all understand why i am the way i am after i tell you all this, maybe you could tell me who i am
i have been mentally and emotionally abused for my entire life by my parents
yes i smoke weed, it makes me happy
do you know where i live?
i live in a house in lower TN where the weather gets down to the 30s regularily, and i have never had heat in my house
my roof in my room leaks
and i probably have mold somwhere, or espestice in my house
my dad has had a frontal lobe injury, and thats why he only cares about the dogs
he doesn't love me, he isn't real
my momther has to work because my father won't make enough money for us to eat
even though he's a chiropractor
he's just inexpenzive, but we could be well off, remember he's, it's like he has no soul, because of the frontal lobe injury, o well, he slammed throught the windshield going about thirty, and then came back out and wnet out the door and tumbled about 30 feet or so and was in a coma for about 2 weeks, and he was abused all his life by his mother and stepfathers
my mother comes from a rich family, where her father was a workaholic, and he mother was the perfect housewife that didn't appreciate her daughter and told her that she was fat
he started beating my mother when they first got married, she went to the hospital a few times
he had to stop when she got pregnant
i am so paranoid, i have been afraid that he was going to hit me, or worse rape me at times, my father really creeps me out
and yet my mother has still not taken us away from him
she has been saying since i was at least 12, that we are going to move, and that things are going to get better, i am 19, and things have gotten worse...
my father picks our dogs fleas, manually with his fingers, it's discusting
we have a few field mice living in our house
oh, and did i mention the roaches
we used to have 7 dogs, we live on less than an acre of land, and the dogs used to live in the house, well the three left still do...and he wants to start breeding again, to start a pack"
i want to be taken away, far away, where he cna't yell at me anymore, where niether of thm can judge me, and i can just breathe, and be happy, and live, and love
and everytime that i get close
i get turned away
nobody wants me, i am unloved, as always, this is proof that "God" does not exist
if he did, and he loved me, then why would he have sent so many people into such horrible places as this
oh, and did i mention? our plumbing doesn't work, and my roof leaks, hah, one time i had ants invade my room, so i got the vacum to suck them up, what did my dad have to say, i'll be damned if you want ME to go to wal mart tonight to get some ant killer
i wasn't stupid! i didn't ask, i was just vacumming up the millions of ants pouring into my room and ant larve and ant sacks of babies, i supposed, they looked like worms, worms make me throw up
survival of the fittest, it is in this life, my sister has survived and gone off on her own and is teaching a college class and getting paid to be a student in graduate school, what's going to save me? i sure as hell do not have her brain...
i wish that i could just go back to my chilhood, where i didn't have to think about all these things, i didn't have this mind that entraps me as i do now, that i was free-er in my ignorance, in my belief of santa, and that majic is real
humans are sick u know?