Hi. I’m new here. And I’ve never been able to talk about my life. It feels like one entire sad story that no one wants to hear. I hate feeling like I can’t talk about my life because it’s just a bummer to the ones around me. My childhood was awful. Lived in fear of my father. My mother was… ignorant. Or maybe arrogant. Idk. Maybe hopeful??? But she died of stomach cancer when I was 14. It didn’t take long since she found out at stage 3. I harbor a lot of resentment towards her which sucks. I wish I could say I loved her but I just am so mad at her that it’s hard to see the love. I do miss her. And her presence. Then my dad kicked out my older sister and my older brother was in an out of jail. So it was me and my terrible father. I ran away to have a better life but ended up making it worse. Still made it through high school and held down a job. In that time I was reunited with my sister. It was amazing. I felt so cool to live with her and roommates. Sometimes my brother would visit and it would feel so amazing to be with them. Well, when I was 19 my brother was found dead in a pool, with burn marks like he was struck by lightning. Due to his history, the seemed in an OD. I have yet to talk to a coroner and ask why and if it’s true. I still can’t believe it. That was 2015. And fast forward to now, my dad is dead. And I feel so relieved. I don’t have to live in fear anymore. It’s strange. And I’ve lost 4 pets within the past 3 years. Im starting to feel ok tho. I just wish I could share my story. Thanks for reading.
Posted by SensitiveSally at 2024-08-18 17:59:18 UTC