No, really. Ill tell you all the bad things that have happened to me...I know there are poor people but there with so much worse, but I know that this shit that keeps happening to me must be a fucking sign!
My first boyfriend was three yrs older then me. Long story short, he took me home, made me sleep with him, went to sleep and left the next day. I didnt hear from him that day or the next three and on the fourth he dumped me by text.
2nd boyfriend. I was going through a stage in my life where I was insanely lonely...out of the blue a guy I know asks me out. I didnt want to say yes, but I felt so alone. We went out for 4 months.
He always forced sex onto me, if I said no he would either nag ALL night till I gave in or he would get very mad at me...either way he always got what he wanted. I remember he asked for unprotected sex, I said no and he still tried to do it...again and again. He was much stronger then me.
He always made fun of my appearance. He KNEW how fucking bad I hate myself...but he would always make jokes about my weight...telling me we couldn't do this or that because Im too fat. Making fun of my face...how I wore my make-up. How I dressed.
Never held my hand in public....he was ashamed and I knew it. He wouldnt tell me though. He would constantly comment to me how 'hot' some girl was walking past us. Yet if I even uttered a WORD about the opposite sex, he would get shitty with me.
He was an alcoholic, one night he told me in a very calm manner that he didnt want to scare me, but he might hit me one day. A few minutes later he abused his mother, calling her racist names...he didnt remember any of it and said I was 'full of shit and making up fucking lies.'
He lived with us, and he never payed board. When the time came to pay he would stay at his fathers house to get out of it. He used up all our money, ate all our food...
He doesn't remember me dumping him.He was drunk, of course. He accused me of cheating on him and left me horrible messages and voice mails. "You're a fat black hearted emo....I hope you fucking die. Go get hit by a train, Id feel more sorry for the train. Go cut your wrists with a chainsaw you fucking fat emo." The msg lasted at least 5 minutes. He wouldnt stop calling me and abused me. Turns out he cheated on me when he went to a friends party and left me at home...hypocrite.
The next day he realised I hadnt slept with anyone (wouldnt matter if I had, this was AFTER we broke up) and he was crawling to me. Oh Im sorry, I just saw red, I love you ...no, wait it was 'I wuv you'. Makes me fucking sick.
Well, of course I didnt take him back. And because of that, he hacked into my e-mail and Myspace and changed all my passwords and addresses. Still havent recovered them.
Four months of that I nearly killed myself. I had never been so depressed in my life, then I was when he was near me. He would tell me I was immature for not laughing at his jokes...WHAT THE FUCK?!?!
He lives in my town again, and Im fucking scared to leave the house. He has spread disgusting stories and lies...I wont be the same again. I know written here it doesnt sound as bad, but it was destroying.
I was gang raped when I was 14 by 5 men...I was also sexually abused by a male family member when I was 4 till I was 6.
Suffered bullying at school from grades 2 through to 8, I dropped out then. I never finished school, and I cant get a job.
I get teased by adults in shopping centers. I get rotten food thrown at me, spat on and beaten by complete strangers.
I have no friends...I spend all day and night in my room. I dont remember the last time I was actually TRULY happy and content with myself and my life.
Because I have so many mental illnesses, I have completely ruined my mothers life...I know...she told me more then once. Our fights can get so bad...she tells me she wishes she was dead...Im a bitch...selfish...I remember she used to tell me when I was 8 that she wished she could take a knife and fucking drag it across me and my brothers throats.
She married again. I fucking HATE men...Im sorry...but if a man comes near me now I will fucking shake, and cry. I cant be near them...all of a sudden Im fucking moving into this guys place with mum. Noone sat me down and spoke to me about it...noone asked me how I felt. I was fucking hurt, pissed off and ready to kill someone. I was 11 and some stranger was taking my mum away. If I said anything I was being an immature little bitch and hurting mum.
Everyone I have ever known has hurt me...and Im sure Ive done the same to some people.
Im full of so much fucking hate...I hate men, I hate the people in my town, I hate my family, I hate the world, I fucking loathe myself...Im doped out on meds and I will have to stay on them for the rest of my life.
Im such an angry, violent, ugly fucking person...Im a goddamn monster now.
I wont love again, I wont try again and I sure as hell wont let anyone in again. You know whats really sad? The more time passes, the more comfortable I feel in this state.
I need help...I dont know who from...NO MORE psychologists...Ive seen 15 since I was 12...I cant do it anymore. Im sick of it. I dont know what Im gunna do if this keeps going. I really need help...please...Im asking strangers, I know, but this is all Ive got left really.
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