| | Posted by anonymous at January 14, 2012 |
I never new my real father, and my step father is a drug addict alcoholic. after 10 years of marriage and me being left on the street while waiting to get picked up by him while he was getting high they finally divorced. My mother than decided it a good idea to move three hours away to live a "new" life, while she left me with my drug addicted family; Uncle, Aunt, Sister, and Grandmother...all addicted to drugs from marijuana to oxycotton. I can't even find a job which leaves me stuck here, when I do I can finally leave this place and forget about all this, sounds cliche. I do not live in a low income area therefore there is no excuse for any of this, I live in a good neighbourhood. I work to the bone in school to get the A's I get, but because of this my family all think I am weird, while some think I am gay! they have no brain and must think only homosexuals get good grades. I do not now what I have done to deserve any of this, and I hope you enjoy my story of how life sucks. |
| | Posted by anonymous at January 14, 2012 |
Where do I start. I lived with an aunt and my father until I was 12. My father passed away and my aunt passing 11 months after my father. So my whole family was gone within a year . I ended up moving with my mother who was a huge pill popper and basically had everyone else taking care of me. I don't even remember crying at either funeral because I knew or was hoping to see them soon. From the ages of 12 to 16 I moved from house to house and school to school. Never really made any good friends or really trusted anyone. Once I started dating that was it for my mom her meal ticket to get me the hell out she would kicck me out constantly blame me for crazy shit. I have a half brother who is 10 years older than me. He knows for fact my mother not only has an addiction but is mentally fucked up .she was totally physically and emotionally abusive. He always took her side never helping me out. Blaming me for everything. Once college came around I decided to take psychology and learned alot. I can't sit here and write all the crazy shit my moms put me threw but I can say I'm a way stronger person now. I've been in a relationship for five years now it was fun in the beginibg smoking weed no real responsibilities but wen ur with a man 10 years older as you grow older you start to want more. I mean I'm not happy I wanna travel go to australia do things he has no interest in. He's basically my backbone. But I have no one else I feel trapped he's been there through everything with my mom and all the other crazy shit. But I want more I need more. He's content not having he's okay with being a loser I don't feel as if I'm better than he is because look at where I came from. But damn I'm miserable I'm 21 I'm real pretty alot to offer why the fuck am I so unhappy some days I deel amazing beautiful great others I feel like shit ugly andbhopeless |
| | Posted by anonymous at January 14, 2012 |
When i was a little a baby my grandpa had died and my mom stole from my grandma who adopted me my mom in 2012 is still in jail same thing i just tied of this mess i wish that i had a diffident mom and people could understand me i just wish that i was not like my mom cause once i smoke a blunt and my sis smoke too but she 17teen i learn about sex i got abuse this man came over once and he took me to my basement and pull down his pants and then that's what happen i don't know where my dad is i just wanna know where he is. My sister that is 7 years old cry alot cause she miss our mom my mom would never help her with any thing i was like the mom i have to babysit and i take care of him like he is my son. I just wanna a nice life like when i want some i get it like i didn't get what i wanted my sister did my grandma have lemony and i had to take care of her i have to do every thing i wish god can give me a better life. I don't even learn about my family. I am failing in school cause no one wold help me do any thing my sister get what they want and it make me cry my sister get me in big troubled and i hate it so bad |
| | Posted by anonymous at January 14, 2012 |
Well to start my mom and dad got a divorce when I was very young. Both hated each other and my sisters and I were always stick in the middle of it and my sisters at the time were 14 and 15 which meant in a few years they could drive and leave the house, but that wasn't for me. My mom grabbed me right as she could leave and she bought an apartment but didn't have money to buy furniture for a week but only could buy a couch which both of us had to sleep on for about a month. We gradually obtained more furniture and shortly made a nice little home that we stayed in for about a year, just the only problem with this is that I couldn't see my dad or my sisters at all for that whole year which made me gain depression. My mom at the time pretty much brain washed me to hate my dad because I asked her to go see him and my sisters, now at this point she saw that she could easily control and mold my mind to her liking which made many later-in-life choices hard to pick and a few I should have picked but because of her and her mind bonding shit I couldn't.
When we moved out we moved to a condo and lived there for 3 years, but now this is where the real "My life sucks" part starts to fall into place because just a few months later she started drinking heavily and staying up till 5a.m. listening to her music really loud but I just ignored it knowing that she wouldn't do anything to me but luckily my eldest sister moved in just a month after my mom started drinking which saved m... |
| | Posted by person at January 13, 2012 |
I've been trying to get over someone for months. And just as things are starting to look up I find out that my dad is dying. He has some liver condition that needs treatment and insurance won't pay for it. My mom is stuck taking care of him because I am away from home and my siblings are teenagers and won't help out. They are more concerned with themselves..
I can't get over my ex at all. I have been trying for more than a year. We have stopped talking and we don't have any interactions at all. However, they seem to keep trying to be in my life because I keep seeing comments on facebook from them on my brothers page. I just can't take being sad anymore. As soon as something gets a little better, everything else crashes down. |
| | Posted by Mark at January 12, 2012 |
Everyday my wife of 29 years spends money I cant earn. Idiot. kids in jail. i work work work and nothing but pain and sorrow.
Gonna lose my house thanks to this twat.
I cant wait for death. |
| | Posted by K at January 11, 2012 |
God hates me. The past four years in a nutshell: My brother gets testicular cancer. My Aunt gets ovarian cancer. My friends refuse to listen and help me through this time. My uncle dies. My grandmother gets ovarian cancer, my father doesn't tell us, I have to find out when they are praying about it in church. She dies a week later. My father is an asshole, I want my mom to divorce him, convincing her takes years and when she finally does serve him the divorce papers she finds out she has uterine cancer and can't divorce him or she will die because she relies on his insurance. I prayed for YEARS for my situation to get better, but mostly for my moms back to be healed from pain because it is so intense that she only can sleep four hours a night, but it only gets worse, her back and my situation. My grandfather dies, my mother's lung collapses, I start dating a guy who is emotionally abusive. I start cutting. I think about dying ALL the time and have planned my suicide out countless times, but I could never leave my siblings like that...
There is probably more but I can't think. I'm in college now and I just started drinking, I do it around twice a week. I'm not sorry either, even though it would break my mom's heart, because getting drunk is the only way I can make sure I don't cut anymore.
I don't believe in a 'god' anymore. And if there is a god, then he is cruel and delights in the misery of people, especially good people.
Thanks for listening. |
| | Posted by anonymous at January 6, 2012 |
My mothers side if the family is completly insane. They have money and my mother doesn't, so they look down on her for that. They doubt my family, anything I intend on accomplishing they crush me with comments such as,"haha what makes you can accomplish that?" or when i'm trying to learn a new lanuage they say," what's the point iof learning a new language if you don't even talk? You're a boing person, too,".
But that doesn't really isn't that bad. My physco aunt and well, the rest of my moms family loath my family. My aunt tried to put all my siblings (7 but one is over 18) into a foster home because they think my parents are mentally unstable. She lied to my school telling them my mother has a substance abuse problem and neglects me. Her plan was to take all my siblings into a foster home, send my dad back to jail, and make my mother commit suicide because my grandmother (her mom) she was tired of us. I knew it was a plan when she went to the school to tell lies and make sure my mom knew nothing about her evil plan because she didn't allow me to call mom to let her know what was going on. And my aunt tried to become a legal parent over my twin and I because she wanted to be a mother againg and her only child hates her.
And the reason why my grandmother was tired of us was because we lived with them because my mom couldn't pay the bills for our house because she was so depressed about cheating on my dad many times and my dad going to jail for trying to kill the... |
| | Posted by whogivesafuck at January 6, 2012 |
well first i spent the first 20 years of my life as a loner, i never had any childhood friends not that it would matter because now that i am 23 and never worked a day in my life (that i got paid for) and i am hopelessly addicted to Klonopin of which doctors wont fucking help i cant afford and the ER is shit i have blacked out countless times i have had seizures nothig helps like i said i have worked with my dad to pay the rent a lot i am a slave how about that for a thumbs up or thumbs it down be an ass i guess?, also recently got a girlfriend (dont fucking ask how) she is down on herself trying to be skinny for me she's 200lbs and she's not that great looking but at least shee is nice so give me some not that bad on this i guess for that simple reason, i firmly expect my life to be pure shit before i reach 30, and possibly after, if i make it to the after with all the fucking med problems and shit i get pains constantly unless it take opiates with my meds.... i cant touch alcohol its happened ive done a lot of things ive exercised and passed out they told me to eat pizza i eat pizza i throw up i cant get off my meds cause cant afford a doctors visit and please dont get me started on how bad i hate people in my life at this point. i wish i had stayed away from people like i used to , eating my lunch in the bathroom stalls.. my sister fucked my uncle at 13 (longer story but too longto tell) basically he coulda cut my throat when i was 8 and that caused my parents divorce... |
| | Posted by Cowgirl07 at January 5, 2012 |
Life sucks I have a lot of problems and no one to talk to about them. So hear it goes, I been married for 3 years, Oct 7 2008. My husband family does not like anything about me they are Hispanic and I am white. I live in their house with 7 of them and no one likes me they just put up with me. My husband says I’m crazy that I think they don’t like me but I can tell. Like his mother told me I’m the worst thing to happen to her son and all the rest of them told me they don’t like me but they act total different in from of him. My husband acts different in front of his family to he calls me name and talks bad ad me in front of everyone my husband has nothing good to say about me. On top of that my husband tells me that he not sexual attracting to him anymore and I need to weight 120 pounds and that I need to change who I am. I am 5’5’’ 150 pounds, blue eyes, brown hair, and every guy I met or pass me on the street think I’m attracting but not him or his family. I have depression issues because of him and the way he treats me. I have an eating problem because of him and his family keeps telling me I’m fat and ugly. An my husband does not want me to tell anyone about our relationship and I can’t tell him because he calls me stupid and dumb and he don’t care |
| | Posted by Mark at January 5, 2012 |
Ok so im 30 yrs old and have aspergers syndrome which no body seems to understand which makes my life very diffucult ive been single a yr and a half before that i had 2 long realtionships my last girlfriend turned out to be evil she had bi polar i did everythink for her and she just treated me like dirt my son was born she moved home and wouldnt let me see him and then she couldnt cope and stuck him in care and because she had not put my name on the birth citificate i was not allowed to see him plus she made up lies about me which didnt help.. before she left she rang social services on my brother about his kids the result of that none of my family have spoken to me in 2 yrs only my mum i see and my best m8 occasinally other wise im all alone no one would give me a chance of a job i done a few college courses in the past but nothink recent i have sleep apnea my healths gone down the pan i now have fibermongelic and took codiene which lead me to get addicted neck loads to cope with the pain my dog i bought for company just bites me and poos and wees all over my kitchen 24/7 my life is a living hell i sleep 12 hours from being exhausted i remember a time i was happy with life and had friends people didnt blank me like they do on facebook now i become a social recluse and think about killing myself everynight recently i been sleeping with a razor under my pilar thinkin should i just bloody hack my wrists to bits i went to a bridge in my town to jump off and they shoved me in a mental hospital for the weekend and gave me sycho drugs trouble is i dont have mental health problems although i am down and depressed :( |
| | Posted by Jerry at January 4, 2012 |
I was born in 1957 in a family of 6 children and I was the 5th. My mother at the time of my birth had hepititis A which caused me to be a slow learner. My father was a controlling man to my mother and just didn't allow anything to happen unless he approved it. He was abusive to all his children espically me when it came to dicipline. I wasn't a good looking child, I was sickly and skinny. I had a skin disease. My brothers and sister wanted nothing to do with me. In fact they grew mean towards me by tieing me to a bed or locking me in a closet. I never had any type of tallents or skills. In 2nd grade I was whipped by my teacher every day or every other day but I never told my parents because I was afraid I would get whipped even harder at home. In my teen years there were three of the children still at home. My father favored my lttle brother and my mother favored my older sister. I didn't fit in to their life so I was pretty much on my own with out anyone to talk to. a young teen boy needs to know thing s like not taking drugs or having sex before marriage. What I learned I learned on my own from others in some cases when it was to late. When I left home I was totally unprepaired for the world. I sufffered financial debts and more sickness and had no idea what I was doing. Once again what I learned I had to learn the hard way when it was to late. All this time I prayed to God for the answers but no answers came. I ask God why would you put me on this earth knowing all it would be is hurt and failure. Had I not been born there would be no heaven or hell, just non-exsistance. I think I am cursed by God and this is the best it will ever be. Just preperation for hell. I Have no choice. |
| | Posted by anonymous at January 3, 2012 |
I was born into a nice loving family and everything was perfect, until my mom screwed everything up. She started drinking. To her, drinking was the solution for everything, and soon my mom and dad got a divorce when I was 2. Divorcing didn't make anything better at all. My mom started drinking even more. She was always drunk and not the good drunk. She was MAD drunk. She would swear at me and abuse me. She soon then started taking medications that made her even more high and she acted even worse. When I was about 10, I started noticing how she kept getting worse as every day went by. She would pass out on the couch, and I would have to make dinner for my brother and I. She would then get up and yell and swear at us for all the things we did wrong and all the things she hated about us. I was so desperate everyday when I had to see my mom to go to my dads house and sadly I had to see my mom a lot more days in the week then my dad. I also never told my dad about my moms problem. I actually never told anyone about it because I was embarrassed about it and so was my brother. But anyways, as everyday went by she would drink more and more and she would get sick and sleep while I took care of my 8 year old brother. It was horrible and I sat in my bed everyday and would cry. Then one day, I had to go see my dad so my dad picked me up from school and my dad told me, "Your mom was forced to go to rehab because she showed up very drunk at work and she has too many times so they for... |
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| Posted by anonymous at January 3, 2012 |
When I was younger my dad was a cocaine addict and abused my mum, my mum was in and out of hospital because of my dad. Dad eventually got kicked out by the police and me and my younger brother didn't see him for 4 years. I know I haven't got a bad life compared to a lot of people. Whilst we didn't see my dad I started to comfort eat and self harm, our family was broke and my mum had to take money from our piggy banks just to stop our home being repossessed numerous times. There was loads of other shit going on at the time but I don't want to keep going on... My mum has bipolar, so when I am around her now it's like walking on eggshells and you never know how she is going to react to what she says. My dad has been arrested recently, it was even on BBC news so now loads of people around me know about it and now think i'm some sort of criminal. I'm really scared he is going to go back in prison when we have only just got our relationship back on track then we are on our own and back to scrounging for money. We found out just after my dad had been arrested that my mum might have cancer again so I could be left with no mum and a dad in prison. My mum is falling apart because of this, I now have deal with this as my little brother is just a typical 14 year old and hates everyone and everything, mostly just spends his time in his room or out with his friends. During this time I seem to be getting angrier and angrier, I have no time to go out with friends or even do work and revision for my A level exams, I don't want to start self harming again as when I did I was in a really bad place. I just don't know if I will cope with all this, but I don't want to moan as I know there are a lot of people worse off than me. I just needed to off load some emotions as I can't even tell any of my friends. |
| | Posted by Water at January 2, 2012 |
I live with my (recently emotionally abusive) boyfriend of 8 years and his sister, brother in-law, and their two kids for past 4 ½ months. I have Major Depression but can’t take medication because I’m trying to have a baby. I’m 33 years old and have Endometriosis and I’m showing bad signs of infertility. My doctor told me to try to get pregnant as soon as possible and avoid any stress so I don’t have a miscarriage because I am running out of time. I’m also dealing with a stomach disorder due to the effects of the depression on my appetite; I lose my appetite instantly when I’m upset and my stomach curls up like acid. I’m always upset or uptight in the home we share with his sister. I also have anemia and other minor aliments caused by the more serious aliments (Depression & Endometriosis). Basically my hair falls out every time I shower and I sleep over 12 hours every day I have off from work and still feel tired. I no longer take care of my personal hygiene. All I’ve ever wanted was a child my entire life. I love children. I stopped trying to get pregnant after the miscarriage I had, after I moved in. I knew it was a horrible thing to bring a child into this. Me and my bf had gone to counseling to work out issues before we moved in and he had made some great changes. However, I saw that my bf going back to his old behaviors. We were supposed to get married but I put a hold on it when I started noticing him let things slid with his family disrespecting me. My he... |
| | Posted by FatPieceofShit at January 1, 2012 |
I am 25 years old, married my wife is pregnant and I work my ass off every day to come home to a reminder that I am not good enough. My parents are getting a divorce. I'm having to move into my parents house because I cant afford where I live now.
My dad... never has he said that he was proud of me
My mom... she dosnt love me anymore
My wife... is more interested in having sexual conversations with other men behind my back
two days ago... I got a ticket for speeding... cop was a fucking cunt bitch
today... my iphone broke, xbox broke, punched a hole in the wall and realized that im better off dead. |
| | Posted by Eli Kange at December 30, 2011 |
I am 17 year old. My name is Eli Kange, and this is my story. When I was 2, my Mom died in a car crash. Some drunk bastard hit her from the back and she dies. I loved her so much. My brother is about 5 years older than me, and life for us went swimmingly until, when I was 5, my Dad was found guilty for drug possesion and driving without a license. But what actually happened was, my Dad's friend was drunk so Dad took the wheel. He was speeding a little, and when the cops pulled him over they found 13 lbs. of cocain that belonged to my Dad's friend. So the friend was found innocent and my Dad went to jail and will not be out for 28 years. So we went to stay with my Uncle Nathan. He was an actuall crackhead. We moved out when I was 11 and we were put into foster care together. When he was 17, he got a girl named Angie pregnent. She was so nice. I lived with them and my neice, Halie, for a while. When my brother was 20 and Angie was 19, she went to collage in Africa. And a year later, he was sent to jail for use of ecstasy and weed. So here I am, 17 with a 5 year old girl to take care of and remt to pay. There are far more worse situations out there, but for me, my life fucking sucks. |
| | Posted by baby at December 28, 2011 |
I was searching on the net about relieving the pain of a loss baby then i got on this site. i'm 17 years old... when i was 16, i got pregnant. i was happy. yes, true, i'm very happy. honestly, it's the happiest thing that ever happen to me.. i love my baby so much and my boyfriend too, he's very supportive of me being pregnant. we've already discuss about baby names. but when my parents knew, i thought they will support me. but no, they didn't. they killed my baby. they let me take medicines on force. of course, what can i do? i'm so small compare to them. i tried a lot of times to hid the medicines under my tongue and just spit it when they won't see me. i can feel it very bitter but i sacrifice for it. but, they caught me doing it and so the next time they let me take medicine they had been so sure that i swallowed it. then, they made many ways for me to be parted with my boyfriend. and then, they won. my baby died 2 months in my stomach. my family is very heartless. they never feel pity on me and my baby.
until now, 7 months had pass, i still can't accept my baby died. i miss my baby everyday. since he/she died, i never found true happiness. everyday i cried. supposed to be this month i will give birth to my baby. and it made me so sad thinking i haven't done anything to help my baby. if only i had been strong enough maybe it's alive until now. i didn't even know if it's a girl or a boy. i keep on blaming myself that's why a lot of times i committed suicide.but, i... |
| | Posted by old but not dead at December 28, 2011 |
for the last 15 years I've raised grandkids doing the right thing for a daughter that could care less.married a guy 15 years younger than me (married second time at 43) who has been seriously ill for the last 7 years so no sex. i don't envy anyone that has to live with a sick person who you feel obligated to take care of and who doesn't even give a shit about how you feel. life sucks at 65 with grandkids that expect me to keep giving and married to a 50 yo male that can't get it up. dude this is not why i married you. i wanted a young guy who'd keep me satisfied. if i dump him then i'm the bit_h from hell for deserting him and not doing the 'wifely' thing. life shits on you and you smell like it until you're luck enough to die. |
| | Posted by Donna Downer at December 27, 2011 |
I'm a good person. I try but.... Just found my estranged sexually abusive father's obit from last year.
I have no feelings over it. He prevented me from seeing my mother for twenty plus years. My beautiful son is in the mental hospital for the 23rd time. He is also out on bail for attempted bank robbery which he is innocent of because he was not in his right state of mind - due to a serious brain infection. My older son won't talk to me because I "coddle" this needy son. Divorcing my husband
because we have sex twice a year due to his porn addiction. This - a minister's son, I guess that's why. He exposed my brain infected son by accident to this disgusting stuff and now my son hates himself and has horrible thoughts he can't get out of his head. I want to jump off a cliff. Life sucks.
Spent the day in bed eating chocolate chip cookies because I don't want to deal with this anymore.
It's that or find that cliff..... |
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