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I just felt like naming it that.
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I wasn't very close with my dad to start off. He didn't come into my life until later on. But uh, my mother has severe anger problems and was abusive, but I didn't know it at the time. Well um, when I was little, she used to beat me for simple things, like stealing bologna from the refrigerator or breaking something. But I mean literally beat me. My father, when he came into my life, beat me with a plank of wood so yeah...
My father's been in and out of my life so he's not really an issue. I mean, he's molested me, but that's not something that affects my behavior really much at all.
Anyway, back to my mom. She fed me inadequately a majority of my life, she didn't buy me new clothes so I had to squeeze into five year old jeans, she yelled and spat in my face at least once every 3 hours, she's just a very cruel woman. I was mocked all throughout school because of the dirty clothes I wore...
Well later on in life my siblings and I started to rebel. we spat back at her, cussed her out, broke her windows, we did everything in her our power to disrespect her. She went mentally insane. My sister went to jail twice for aggravated domestic assault against her and was sent into State's custody (and she started having sex and did drugs.) I've been arrested for truency, runaway, and domestic assault against my mother. By that period I absolutely, truly hated her.
After that, I went into a deep depression because I missed my sister. I was put on medication. From then I was obsessed with anime and the internet. I even made a fake profile and later confessed from the guilt.
I went Hindu, and then Muslim, and then Atheist and then Agnostic. But I was born a christian, my mother just didn't let me go to church. I was bisexual and she called me a disgrace and embarrassment and told the entire church of her homosexual daughter. I started cutting, then attempted suicide. And then I was placed in a mental hospital. After I got out I kinda changed my wardrobe. I stole from the mall and stuff....and I stole a buncha CDs... But yeah...that's the past. :]
Recently, My friend Tiffany told me to go to church with her and after the 5th time I went, on a Wednesday night service, I've been saved!
And now I go to that church every chance I get. I'm even on the dance team. Now i love GOD and Jesus and all of that stuff and I cant get enough of him. <3
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I wasn't very close with my dad to start off. He didn't come into my life until later on. But uh, my mother has severe anger problems and was abusive, but I didn't know it at the time. Well um, when I was little, she used to beat me for simple things, like stealing bologna from the refrigerator or breaking something. But I mean literally beat me. My father, when he came into my life, beat me with a plank of wood so yeah...
My father's been in and out of my life so he's not really an issue. I mean, he's molested me, but that's not something that affects my behavior really much at all.
Anyway, back to my mom. She fed me inadequately a majority of my life, she didn't buy me new clothes so I had to squeeze into five year old jeans, she yelled and spat in my face at least once every 3 hours, she's just a very cruel woman. I was mocked all throughout school because of the dirty clothes I wore...
Well later on in life my siblings and I started to rebel. we spat back at her, cussed her out, broke her windows, we did everything in her our power to disrespect her. She went mentally insane. My sister went to jail twice for aggravated domestic assault against her and was sent into State's custody (and she started having sex and did drugs.) I've been arrested for truency, runaway, and domestic assault against my mother. By that period I absolutely, truly hated her.
After that, I went into a deep depression because I missed my sister. I was put on medication. From then I was obsessed with anime and the internet. I even made a fake profile and later confessed from the guilt.
I went Hindu, and then Muslim, and then Atheist and then Agnostic. But I was born a christian, my mother just didn't let me go to church. I was bisexual and she called me a disgrace and embarrassment and told the entire church of her homosexual daughter. I started cutting, then attempted suicide. And then I was placed in a mental hospital. After I got out I kinda changed my wardrobe. I stole from the mall and stuff....and I stole a buncha CDs... But yeah...that's the past. :]
Recently, My friend Tiffany told me to go to church with her and after the 5th time I went, on a Wednesday night service, I've been saved!
And now I go to that church every chance I get. I'm even on the dance team. Now i love GOD and Jesus and all of that stuff and I cant get enough of him. <3
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