My mother ruined my life.
some background: my mother got with my betabuxx father, who is a massive weirdo, alchoholic bottom of the barrel person, borderline mentally retarded at times. He's like 12 years older than her too and at the time they were together he used to smoke 2 filterless cigerette packs a day, when he quit smoking he became fat too. His extremely unhealthy lifestyle, plus her lifestyle, along with their choice to have me late in their life probably contributed highly to my problems, i was born overdue and when i was born i was blue from oxygen deprivation and could easily have died the day i was born from being suffocated. I honestly would have preferred that, atleast i would go straight to heaven. I was born very large and heavy, and grew up fat as a toddler. but i would later be underweight, maybe even anorexic because of bullying from my sister, social anxiety developed from how others treated me, that caused me to skip meals to avoid interating with other people, probably causing me to lose a lot of my heightmog potential. when i was young i was confident, outgoing and extroverted. but as i mentioned, i lost this and became very socially anxious. At 7 years old, my parents seperated. My mother said it was all my dads fault because he was always lying and a massive, fat, alchoholic, unhygenic slob. My dad said it was because my mom found another guy, and likely cheated on him, but he stayed with her anyway. She ended up demanding they seperate. She had custody over me and i would only ever see my dad every other weekend, but we often had to cancel because he was drunk when we showed up and he lied he wasn't drinking. My sisters bullied me constantly when i was growing up. One of them even sexually assaulted me by grabbing and spanking my butt even when i constanly told her to stop. I was about 7 - 10 years old then and she was about 14 - 17. She did this because she hated me, and wanted assert her dominance over me. The sexualisation didn't stop there of course, she also made crude jokes about me for example. i got into physical fights with her and i often argued with my mother and sisters. My brother and father were kind and nice to me. my sisters and mothers insulted me all the time. They berated me for the most minor things, like not washing my hands after coming home from the grocery store. My mother has multiple chronic illnesses and basically never had energy for me. And when i tried to bond with my sisters they sometimes reciprocated but commonly also were hostile to until i left them alone. Because i had no one to bond with i spent most of my time at home on the computer. I was a social outcast at my school too, being strange and having bad social skills and very emotional. I sometimes had friends though. I had a horrible, horrible habit of accidentally pissing myself regularly, this was at home, in public and at school. I once pissed myself so bad in the middle of class that there were pee puddles all over the floor as i ran too the bathroom. i later cleaned them up in front of the entire class while i was still wearing my pissed in pants. My mom later found another bottom of the barrel beta buxxer and we moved in with him at a differant part of the country, she probably only got with him cause he owned a big farm and was rich. either way he was a horrible person to us and we left after a short while again, he once screamed at me for slamming a door *accidentally mind you* while he was trying to take a nap. In highschool i had no friends left and was an utter loner, (i dropped out of highschool) with time my social anxiety has only gotten worse, until recently but it's still almost unbearable. It's torturious for me to go to work and be around other people.
some background: my mother got with my betabuxx father, who is a massive weirdo, alchoholic bottom of the barrel person, borderline mentally retarded at times. He's like 12 years older than her too and at the time they were together he used to smoke 2 filterless cigerette packs a day, when he quit smoking he became fat too. His extremely unhealthy lifestyle, plus her lifestyle, along with their choice to have me late in their life probably contributed highly to my problems, i was born overdue and when i was born i was blue from oxygen deprivation and could easily have died the day i was born from being suffocated. I honestly would have preferred that, atleast i would go straight to heaven. I was born very large and heavy, and grew up fat as a toddler. but i would later be underweight, maybe even anorexic because of bullying from my sister, social anxiety developed from how others treated me, that caused me to skip meals to avoid interating with other people, probably causing me to lose a lot of my heightmog potential. when i was young i was confident, outgoing and extroverted. but as i mentioned, i lost this and became very socially anxious. At 7 years old, my parents seperated. My mother said it was all my dads fault because he was always lying and a massive, fat, alchoholic, unhygenic slob. My dad said it was because my mom found another guy, and likely cheated on him, but he stayed with her anyway. She ended up demanding they seperate. She had custody over me and i would only ever see my dad every other weekend, but we often had to cancel because he was drunk when we showed up and he lied he wasn't drinking. My sisters bullied me constantly when i was growing up. One of them even sexually assaulted me by grabbing and spanking my butt even when i constanly told her to stop. I was about 7 - 10 years old then and she was about 14 - 17. She did this because she hated me, and wanted assert her dominance over me. The sexualisation didn't stop there of course, she also made crude jokes about me for example. i got into physical fights with her and i often argued with my mother and sisters. My brother and father were kind and nice to me. my sisters and mothers insulted me all the time. They berated me for the most minor things, like not washing my hands after coming home from the grocery store. My mother has multiple chronic illnesses and basically never had energy for me. And when i tried to bond with my sisters they sometimes reciprocated but commonly also were hostile to until i left them alone. Because i had no one to bond with i spent most of my time at home on the computer. I was a social outcast at my school too, being strange and having bad social skills and very emotional. I sometimes had friends though. I had a horrible, horrible habit of accidentally pissing myself regularly, this was at home, in public and at school. I once pissed myself so bad in the middle of class that there were pee puddles all over the floor as i ran too the bathroom. i later cleaned them up in front of the entire class while i was still wearing my pissed in pants. My mom later found another bottom of the barrel beta buxxer and we moved in with him at a differant part of the country, she probably only got with him cause he owned a big farm and was rich. either way he was a horrible person to us and we left after a short while again, he once screamed at me for slamming a door *accidentally mind you* while he was trying to take a nap. In highschool i had no friends left and was an utter loner, (i dropped out of highschool) with time my social anxiety has only gotten worse, until recently but it's still almost unbearable. It's torturious for me to go to work and be around other people.
