Stupid and bad (trigger)
Sick Puppy
Registrant
For some reason today I was thinking about a book I had to read in third grade. I don't remember the book, really; I only remembered that I got a 0% on the test because I couldn't understand what I was reading. My mother found the test...
I am having trouble with words; I remember standing before her, head bowed, her screams ringing in my ears; I was No Good, I was stupid, I was a horrible little bastard and I would never turn out to be anything. She wished she had aborted me. She would kill me now if only it wouldn't get her in trouble.
I started to cry... I don't know why. By then I knew very well that crying was a huge mistake. She took my head and slammed it into the wall, then took me to the bathroom and made me strip and put me in the shower with the water on as cold as it went.
She did that a lot... every time I failed a test or broke something or wet the bed or made too much noise. She would make me stand naked in the shower, shivering, and she'd say the same thing every time: "You're bad and stupid and you don't deserve to live." She would have me chant it.
"I'm bad and stupid and don't deserve to live."
Sometimes I would get into it after I said it a few times. I would say it louder and angrier and I would believe it with all my heart. If I cried she would bash my head against the wall, but sometimes I would bash it on my own, without crying, if I was suffciently disgusted with myself. I think she liked it when I took initiative...
I don't really know what the point of posting this is, but I felt it weighing on me. I remember bashing my own head many times that day and then laying in bed with a pounding headache. I was angry at myself for being so stupid and bad. Some nights I would take notebook paper and fill it with "SHITHEAD" over and over in big block letters until I had no more paper or I was too tired to keep writing. I hated being so stupid and bad...
I am having trouble with words; I remember standing before her, head bowed, her screams ringing in my ears; I was No Good, I was stupid, I was a horrible little bastard and I would never turn out to be anything. She wished she had aborted me. She would kill me now if only it wouldn't get her in trouble.
I started to cry... I don't know why. By then I knew very well that crying was a huge mistake. She took my head and slammed it into the wall, then took me to the bathroom and made me strip and put me in the shower with the water on as cold as it went.
She did that a lot... every time I failed a test or broke something or wet the bed or made too much noise. She would make me stand naked in the shower, shivering, and she'd say the same thing every time: "You're bad and stupid and you don't deserve to live." She would have me chant it.
"I'm bad and stupid and don't deserve to live."
Sometimes I would get into it after I said it a few times. I would say it louder and angrier and I would believe it with all my heart. If I cried she would bash my head against the wall, but sometimes I would bash it on my own, without crying, if I was suffciently disgusted with myself. I think she liked it when I took initiative...
I don't really know what the point of posting this is, but I felt it weighing on me. I remember bashing my own head many times that day and then laying in bed with a pounding headache. I was angry at myself for being so stupid and bad. Some nights I would take notebook paper and fill it with "SHITHEAD" over and over in big block letters until I had no more paper or I was too tired to keep writing. I hated being so stupid and bad...