|Posted by Joey at June 27, 2009|
I was only on one date in high school. I was about 15 at the time. We left before my mother got home from work, but when I got back, I felt like I was in the interrogation room for the LAPD, being interrogated by the "Bad Cop".
"What movie did you see?" I told her. (??)
"What was it about?" I told her. (??)
"When did it end?" I told her. (??)
"Where did you go after that?" To eat ice cream.
"Where else did you go?" No where.
"Who paid for what?" I told her. (today I can't remember)
I wanted to scream, "WE DIDN'T HAVE SEX, SO SHUT UP!!!", but I didn't, because I was going to church at the time, and that wouldn't have been "Honoring to thy father and mother."
From then on, I felt that it was just easier to not go on another date, for fear of getting interrogated by the Homocide Detective, otherwise known as "Mother".
I wonder if that's why I'm so screwed up that I'll probably never get married.
I guess I'll just live my sucky life by myself. Why should anyone else have to put up with my life?????
|Posted by Joey at June 27, 2009|
Imagine going through your life knowing that you weren't supposed to be born.
I found this out when I was about 9 or so. I overheard my mother telling my oldest sister that my father had a vasectomy when she was pregnant with my older sister. My father had to have a second one after my mother found out she was pregnant with me!! Of course my mother told my sister not to tell me, and she never did, it just so happened that I was in the next room, and could hear the conversation. Why didn't my mother let that little family secret go with her to the grave? I know that my father would have never told me. Maybe that's the reason that I feel that I have to give so much of my time and money back to my siblings to make up for the things that they couldn't have since my parents had to spend more money on me.
Oh well, when I die, my small estate will be given to them in equal portions, hopefully that will make their lives better.
That's just one of the many things that sucks big time about my life. I have many, many others growing up in a screwed up family!!!
|Posted by lc at June 25, 2009|
Iím a 19 yrs old with a 2yr old son. I live in housing commission area in my little housing commission townhouse. I get treated like shit by other people b/c of he area I live in. Itís not the posh side of the lake so Iím automatically put in the ďPOORĒ category.
Iím on seroquel for anxiety and depression and so I can sleep. My sons father is a drop kick says he wants to see him and messes with our sons mind. Sees him once a blue moon and doesn't see him for months and constantly yells abuse. A father should not do that!!!
Before all that happened I attended a Christian school where I was an A or B student nothing less. Started hanging out with a wrong group of girls my grades dropped, I was getting constant detentions and getting in trouble all the time, started having ďSEXĒ b/c they were and seemed like it was the thing to do. Got my tongue pierced and was just about to be expelled when I found out I was 4 wks pregnant! My life turned upside down. I'm attending a Christian school I'm now pregnant what the hell do I do????
My principal found out and made the decision for me and finally expelled me for it... Hypocrite or what Christians are suppose to support you no matter what happens. She supported a gay teacher teaching at the school and new he was gay and denied it to the school at the time. Whatís the difference they are equally the same sin in Godís eyes. I felt hatred towards her. My mum and sisters were disappointed in me, but despite all that crap I had my baby anyway.
Canít win in life it is always constantly throwing big or small obstacles in your way.
|Posted by biteme at June 20, 2009|
i know my life isnt bad like most people but i just felt like tellin everyone.
1. my boyfriend i come to find out cheated on me our whole relationship. and slept with other women. then i find out when i went to break up with him he had his other g/f over at his apartment and she was my best friend.
2. i lose my purse with everything in it. ID, SSN, debit card, and my medication which btw was the last bit i had.
3. my parents are furious with me and they didnt have to make me feel any worse.
4. my friends dont seem to care about my problems which the dont know most of them and neither will you.
|Posted by anonymous at June 15, 2009|
every morning when i wake up a bird flis in my window and just shits in my mouth.im addicted to oatmeal but it just gives me gas.im also a midget with chromes disease.i have two different shoe sizes that the store doesnt sell... im allergic to purifide water. im balding and thats worse then being bald...im the only one in the u.s.a. that still has dial-up internet...and the best part is that my girl friend is really a man from sigauhn.
|Posted by anonymous at June 11, 2009|
I hate our legal system when it comes to divorce. Last year I started divorce proceedings on my ex-wife, which she took rather badly, so much so that firstly she counter petioned me, accused me of dometic violence, stopped my access to our daughter and took my house. Now my gripe isn't the house or the fact that in order for her control to continue she counter-petioned me, but the fact that she has been able to just deny me access to my lil girl. In this so called age of equality I struggle to understand why so many fathers find themselves in this situation, especially when I discuss this with anyone who will listen I get the same reply " well you know the old saying...hell hath no fury like a woman scorned "- so if it is common knowledge that some women, or should I say ex-wives, tell lies and use children as weapons to inflict pain against ex- husbands, why is it still tolerated?? Just thought I'd get that off my chest...not that it'll do any good!
|Posted by anonymous at June 10, 2009|
growing up was hard. i was born in england, when i was 3 my dad took me and my brother to america. I cant remember any thing about my mom. My dad and brother refuse to tell me anything about her. I knoe she died 2 years ago but it would of been nice to have a mom for 14 year at least. Any ways, I dont know any of my family other than my brother and dad so its hard to blame them because their all i got. another reason my life truly sucks is im 5 months preg w/ the man who raped me. Im going to have the baby but I chose a family to give the baby to. my dad hates me for getting raped and makes me feel like its my fault. i feel like no one can relate to me. i shared this story w/ my best friend of 10 years yesterday, she was in shock about my mom and the rape. Im prolly going to turn lesbo on top of all that because i cant trust any men.
|Posted by anonymous at June 10, 2009|
I am 25 year old male this is what has really happened to me.
This might seem difficult to believe and it might be difficult to read.
My life sucks cause i struggle to deal with the fact that i have been drugged and raped more times than i can count.
I have only had sex with one girl on one occasion and that was a girl that i met in rehab. I went to rehab because when friends that i knew for 5 years drugged and raped me on several occasion, i ended up taking too much crystal meth and stabbed one of them in the neck. i just missed going to jail.
after that incident i moved to another country where i started taking drugs again and going to illegal psytrance parties. this is where i was drugged and raped so many times without realizing. it is difficult to believe but the denial is a powerful thing and the people doing are experts. that was not enough though, life just would not stop. so i lost my job and spent 3 months looking for a new job because i couldn't handle being drugged and raped so many times. now this is where it gets realy unbelievable, so i finally got a job and it was at a massive train station in london. the first day i accepted a drink from my new boss, we were in a small room in the office section of this massive station in london. i was raped again, i quit the next day and it was extremtly difficult for me to process this. but that was not the end.
after months of not going out and just taking it easy trying to...
|Posted by anonymous at June 6, 2009|
I have no future. I am 28 going on 29 and I graduated college in last May in Broadcast Journalism. In case you didn't know...media is not one of the best fields at the moment. I have only had ONE interview for my course of study since graduation and I turned it down b/c I was "guaranteed" a better job. Well, the other job didn't happen b/c of the economy but fortunately I had found a great job many months later. Everything was going really well until they had to lay-off employees and me being new meant I was gone. That was in January and still I haven't found anything; well that is anything that would support me. I have been in a downward spiral since.
I use to be a very positive person, mostly b/c my family is very supportive, but b/c of my situation I keep looking to myself to blame for everything turning out the way it has. I mean...look how pathetic my life is right now:
1. I am an unemployed 28 year old.
2. I moved back in w/ my parents.
3. I have not been in a relationship since college (not that I would want to deal with that at this moment).
4. I have a worthless degree.
I am not really enjoying life right now, especially when I look at the lives my family and friends are living. Mine is that of a small fraction of theirs. I constantly feel embarrassed about how things have turned out, even more so when I think about the opportunities I have had throughout the years. I have ruined everything and now the future looks bleak.
I am strongly considering joining the Naval Reserves, in fact I have a scheduled test Tuesday and physical Wednesday, in hopes that I can go back to school (again, unfortunately) for a more meaningful degree. I really don't want to join but I see no other way out?
I am a dreamer...and I believe that this way of thinking makes matters worse but I know no other way.