YES!
we lived in an apartment, i was about 11.
we lived on 6th floor. and there was this man about 50yrs old, who was a very good friend of the family, and his own family was in another country.
everytime i walked down down the stairs to go out and buy something ( i was by myself )
he quickly came out of his house and started kissing my lips it was really disgusting! i was the most shy and quite girl ever and i didnt want to talk to my parents about this.
apparently he had touched my lil sister ( about 5,6yrs old at da time ) a few times as well.
this only went on for about 5,6 months then we came to australia. and he went to america.
his nephew is now my mum's best friend.. and eventhough in our culture we're supposed to be really respectful to every1.. i have made a promise to myself that if that old man ever comes here and i see him, i will start hitting him and swearing at him in front of everyone, including my family and his nephew.
doesnt change anything but at least then every one knows what a ****** dick he is and i feel better!
2006-09-23 17:48:18
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answer #1
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answered by Mj 2
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Not raped or physically abused.
Now that I'm eighteen and "making my way into the world", my dad, who I'm the most like, just seems to pick on me in ways.
That, "You didn't do good enough" look, or "why do waste away your day by sleeping late over the weekends" speech.
I'm an honors student, the best in my entire friggen high school, I wrote a book when I was sixteen, and I'm rewriting it now (a proper full length novel). I have never given my father trouble. I don't drink, use drugs, have sex, or smoke. Where as he can't stop smoking and drinks, though doesn't abuse alcohol.
What the **** is his problem?
He went to the army for three or something years and fought in a war. He has 2 daughters, me and my sister naturally, and she's 12. So he's all sweetness to her, but the one daughter he has he mostly treats somewhat like dirt.
I love my dad, and respect him, but he's actually a real asshole.
He's hard, and cruel.
I'm not an emotional person, I store them up, and keep it to myself. He doesn't respect me or congratulate me on things I do well.
For a while I really struggled in math, nearly failing it. This year I'm hitting 100% and 95% on my exams, yet he won't say, "You're doing well," unless I make him say it. Then it doesn't count.
The worst thing is, I can't tell a soul. My mother's an emotional person and becomes so upset she just worsens the situation, I don't have a close friend to directly talk to, since I just moved halfway across the world, and the crappy little town I we just moved to is so small, there isn't even a psychologist to help me out.
I've got issues, right?
And then parents have the bloody audacity to wonder why some kids drink and smoke and use drugs and kill thmeselves.
I, on the other, think all those things are childish, running away from your troubles.
2006-09-23 17:47:01
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answered by Nicole 4
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Hi there
I don't mean to rude or unkind or that say
if i could'nt trust any one not now or ever not even folk i know then i sure could'nt trust a stranger what makes you think your so different that i could or should trust you :-)
2006-09-23 17:51:06
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answered by Anonymous
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