by Kenneth » Fri Sep 28, 2012 12:41 am
My family hates me. Ever since I was a child, they tried to brainwash me into being a coward. They told me never to fight back, and to always kiss up to people. Even in my first year in college, there were two mattresses in the dorm, and since I was first in the room, I took the clean one. My parents told me to take the dirty one to avoid trouble with my roommate. I tried to object, but they begged me to take the dirty one. I would try to help them stop being such cowards, but their brainwashing severely traumatized me as a child. They're hopeless. I am a fighter and it sickens me that I share their genetic code. I would feel sympathy for them if they didn't brainwash me.
Actually, it's been years since I graduated from college. The whites and blacks tried to have me expelled because of my controversial beliefs, and I will hate them for the rest of my life. The memory of what they did to me is always on my mind. I tried to move on, to get on with my life, but try as I may, I think about them all the time. It's sad, but it is a mental prison from which there is no escape.
I don't want to go to the emergency room because psychiatry partly caused all this trauma. I have only one friend, but he is very busy and cannot return my calls. I don't even know why I'm on this website because I assume this site is controlled by mental health professionals. This website is the only outlet I have. Again, this is sad, but it is the reality of the situation.
I hate my life and I hate this world.