my life (21)

1 Name: Anonymous : 2014-03-21 22:42 ID:P7RBvgkT

(I fucked the first thread, someone please delete that.)
I've had no real memories of happiness, as far as I can recall. My first memory was of my mother dragging me in pyjamas, barefoot, across the city to show me the place where my father was having sex with his lover. I recall my mother telling e and my little sister to call dad to her new lover of the week after they divorced. I remember my mother teaching me to distrust everyone else but herself. I remember learning too well; I learned to distrust everybody, including my mother and my little sister.
I was bullied until I was 14. I would end crying mos of the time. My mother would ask me why I was crying, then she would hit me for not telling her why, and then again for not stop crying.
My father tried to choke us out of her by sending her a little money as possible. We had to move over twenty times because we were not able to pay the rent.
I eventually stopped crying for a while.
Still, my sister would try to find everything she could about me, so she could tell my mother, and gain a little recognition on her eyes. She was starving for affection, and if that included sacrificing her brother for it, so be it.
Eventually my mother married the first man stupid enough to fall for her. They had a child, ad he grew to become a psycho. He has tried to poison me twice.
I think I was almost happy when I had my first girlfriend. We were fourteen, and to her was the only one who would listen. To me, she was the only one who I could trust, and love. When I ound out she was bulimic, it became a hell for me, since I was afraid to lose her everyday.
She went to swim drunk to the beach and drowned. We were less than two years together. I was almost sixteen.
I was the best student of my class in high-school. But, most of my time there I spent sleeping or being a truant at the library. I was held back two year despte having excellent grades due to missing so much classes. I made not a single friend there. I cried my girlfriend on silence for a time, then I couldn't cry any-more.
When I graduated from high-school I had no ambitions. I was made to enter a prestigious law school from both my parents. They wanted to be the proud parents of a suesfu lawyer. I did not care. All my teachers and classmates were repulsing to me. So were the classes. So were y family.
I thought tht maybe the best I could do with my life was to become the teacher me and my school classmates never had. Someone who woud not bully their students, someone who would actually give their students a chance at life. My parents did not agree with me and cut me every fund.
I had to work on any thng I could find. I even worked at harvesting tomatoes and watermelons.
I met a musician girl hough internet and we exchanged long mails. Sometimes I had to write them on paper and then send a scanned copy. I had little money to spend it on internet. Eventually we me in person and sarted going out. I ws 22. we broke when I was 25.
At 26 I managed t save enough money to study teaching on my own. I had to move where my mother's since I was unable to pay college and rent a place of my own at the same time. That was the time when my little brother tried to poison me, twice.
Eventually my father heard that I was the best student of my generation, and grew proud. I don't know what he might have been proud of. Anyways, he started helping me with the money for college, and I accepted since my funds ran out sooner than expected.

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