burner4242
Member
- May 5, 2024
- 40
Growing up was hell, poverty and abuse and lack of a stable role model does a number on someone.
In high school we'd have to write short prompts about what we dreamed of doing and what ever after graduation. I remember staring blankly and telling my teacher "I don't know" she would smartassidly state "you better hurry up you're running out of time to decide, you're almost grown" …oh
Truth is I didn't see myself growing up and ever being anything worth bragging about. My father is in prison for drugs and theft and has been in and out my whole life. My mother always said I would end up like my father and end up being his cell mate. Why? Idk I guess she sensed the fuck up I am before me. My mom is mentally ill so idk if I can blame her for not being much of a positive influence in my life.
She was mentally, emotionally and physically abusive at times. Times would get rough and I would tell her "I want to kill myself" to which she would respond "If you're going to do it do it and stop being a pussy" or "I don't care"
So truth to my high school teachers, I didn't see myself growing up I seen myself dying as soon as the clock struck midnight and i turned 18 or maybe even younger.
Now in the next couple of months I'll be 23, I'm in college. I hate it but I think it's the only thing I have going for me in life at all tbh. Even though I hate it and my major is super heavy. Idk I feel like I'm just in college to give myself a purpose and something to do to distract myself from how much I hate being here. After childhood trauma then add medical trauma just 2.5 years ago. My mind and eagerness to heal is fried.
It's summer break and I'm miserable and I'm not handling it well what so ever. No friends, no one to talk to, I relapsed into self harm I just go to work to escape my bedroom.
I wish I had friends. I'm so socially introverted and don't click with most people I'm hopeless.
In high school we'd have to write short prompts about what we dreamed of doing and what ever after graduation. I remember staring blankly and telling my teacher "I don't know" she would smartassidly state "you better hurry up you're running out of time to decide, you're almost grown" …oh
Truth is I didn't see myself growing up and ever being anything worth bragging about. My father is in prison for drugs and theft and has been in and out my whole life. My mother always said I would end up like my father and end up being his cell mate. Why? Idk I guess she sensed the fuck up I am before me. My mom is mentally ill so idk if I can blame her for not being much of a positive influence in my life.
She was mentally, emotionally and physically abusive at times. Times would get rough and I would tell her "I want to kill myself" to which she would respond "If you're going to do it do it and stop being a pussy" or "I don't care"
So truth to my high school teachers, I didn't see myself growing up I seen myself dying as soon as the clock struck midnight and i turned 18 or maybe even younger.
Now in the next couple of months I'll be 23, I'm in college. I hate it but I think it's the only thing I have going for me in life at all tbh. Even though I hate it and my major is super heavy. Idk I feel like I'm just in college to give myself a purpose and something to do to distract myself from how much I hate being here. After childhood trauma then add medical trauma just 2.5 years ago. My mind and eagerness to heal is fried.
It's summer break and I'm miserable and I'm not handling it well what so ever. No friends, no one to talk to, I relapsed into self harm I just go to work to escape my bedroom.
I wish I had friends. I'm so socially introverted and don't click with most people I'm hopeless.