I was exposed to physical fighting, broken bones, I was physically pushed around sometimes, many visits from the cops, neighbors coming over to "check in" and countless sleepless nights due to my parents drunken screaming. To this day, I still feel as if I have to be "the parent" when my dad calls and claims he "just wants to end it all" (he's said this all my life w/ no follow through)
Anyways, now that I have moved out and am on my own (I'm 22) I hold a fairly stable life. I dont drink too often, have "normal" friends, and I am physically active, etc. I'm beginning to think that, with an upbringing like mine though its any minute before I crack. My boyfriend is on anti-depressants and his f-cking family is f-cking perfect. Christian, warm, welcoming, pretty strict, but so what? IT ENRAGES ME THAT HE CLAIMS "DEPRESSION" when he HAS NO IDEA what its like to be forced to be the adult since you're like8 yrs old and SAD YOUR ENTIRE LIFE.
2007-09-20
08:51:17
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Alaina's Mumma!
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