Been down and out.
I moved to a new place recently in an attempt to escape a terrible situation.
I spent 6 months there and I ended up crossing the street the correct way
using the cross walk and well that was...
-big fucking mistake I bet if I had J-walked like I normally do this wouldn't have happened...
I got hit by a woman flying down the road through a red light and then AROUND A STOPPED CAR
going 35 miles an hour.
I can walk again as of about a month ago. I got some battle wounds to say the least...I'll post photos of the damages that I have finally recovered from. My left arm was shattered. I must have done a flip in the air because my right leg right just at my knee...was also shattered...I have plates and screws in both limbs...
I'm not too broken up about it anymore...it wasn't really the broken bones that hurt the most.It was more the treatment I got from my family while staying with them from being bed ridden and being in a wheel chair all I got from my Mom and my sister was horrid treatment.
They made me feel like I should have died and that they were disappointed that I survived.
I'm better now although while it comes as no surprise that my mom didn't show any signs of caring-
I didn't expect my sister to treat me like dirt while I was wheeling myself around the house and couldn't walk.
This is the cause for my absence.
The emotional pain that I feel and have always felt
as my mom has always exiled me and now
my sister has joined in-
I have always felt-gets easier and easier for me to deal with day by day...
I know this probably means nothing to most of you...
but .. i don't know...
I just...
I want to know that even if it does mean nothing to you...at least these things aren't inside me right now.
I've gone over it and over it in my head...
every day of my life since I was 13
how I was singled out and exiled...
Keep in mind-
I am my own biggest critic-
and I still don't know why they both hate me so much....
close friends are here for me during this time but I guess I will always be alone because
it is how I have learned to survive.
Shit happens...
people suck..
life goes on.
I moved to a new place recently in an attempt to escape a terrible situation. I spent 6 months there and I ended up crossing the street the correct way
using the cross walk and well that was...
-big fucking mistake I bet if I had J-walked like I normally do this wouldn't have happened...
I got hit by a woman flying down the road through a red light and then AROUND A STOPPED CAR
going 35 miles an hour.
I can walk again as of about a month ago. I got some battle wounds to say the least...I'll post photos of the damages that I have finally recovered from. My left arm was shattered. I must have done a flip in the air because my right leg right just at my knee...was also shattered...I have plates and screws in both limbs...
I'm not too broken up about it anymore...it wasn't really the broken bones that hurt the most.It was more the treatment I got from my family while staying with them from being bed ridden and being in a wheel chair all I got from my Mom and my sister was horrid treatment.
They made me feel like I should have died and that they were disappointed that I survived.
I'm better now although while it comes as no surprise that my mom didn't show any signs of caring-
I didn't expect my sister to treat me like dirt while I was wheeling myself around the house and couldn't walk.
This is the cause for my absence.
The emotional pain that I feel and have always felt
as my mom has always exiled me and now
my sister has joined in-
I have always felt-gets easier and easier for me to deal with day by day...
I know this probably means nothing to most of you...
but .. i don't know...
I just...
I want to know that even if it does mean nothing to you...at least these things aren't inside me right now.
I've gone over it and over it in my head...
every day of my life since I was 13
how I was singled out and exiled...
Keep in mind-
I am my own biggest critic-
and I still don't know why they both hate me so much....
close friends are here for me during this time but I guess I will always be alone because
it is how I have learned to survive.
Shit happens...
people suck..
life goes on.