Well this is about me, my story, I guess. Possible *triggers*
Stefan012
Registrant
I didn't think I would tell my story here. Not this soon anyway. So I'll try to do it quickly, or I will change my mind and delete it all.
I've been in the chat a couple times, but haven't been able to tell anything, yet.
I turned 17 years a few months ago.
I have no brothers or sisters.
My mother died in a caraccident, when I was 14.
My father almost died then, was in the hospital for nearly 7 months.
I missed, still miss, my mother a lot. I've always wished it was the other way around, that my dad died instead of my mother.
For the simple reason that he has abused me all my life, first it was only physicall abuse, but when I was 7 it turned also into s.abuse. He would sometimes also bring other people with him. I can not say the word, still. My mother couldn't or didn't want to stand up to it.
He didn't do it anymore after the accident, but while I was placed into a fosterfamily much the same happened there. So I was glad to go home, even though he still hits me.
I know christmas won't be a pleasant day. There will be no family or presents. Just him drinking way to much, like usually, and me, trying to stay away from him as much as possible.
I've been looking around carefully for a way to get out of here, but he can't know, not of this site, or of my plans, because i know he'd kill me.
Anyway, that's me.
Stefan
I've been in the chat a couple times, but haven't been able to tell anything, yet.
I turned 17 years a few months ago.
I have no brothers or sisters.
My mother died in a caraccident, when I was 14.
My father almost died then, was in the hospital for nearly 7 months.
I missed, still miss, my mother a lot. I've always wished it was the other way around, that my dad died instead of my mother.
For the simple reason that he has abused me all my life, first it was only physicall abuse, but when I was 7 it turned also into s.abuse. He would sometimes also bring other people with him. I can not say the word, still. My mother couldn't or didn't want to stand up to it.
He didn't do it anymore after the accident, but while I was placed into a fosterfamily much the same happened there. So I was glad to go home, even though he still hits me.
I know christmas won't be a pleasant day. There will be no family or presents. Just him drinking way to much, like usually, and me, trying to stay away from him as much as possible.
I've been looking around carefully for a way to get out of here, but he can't know, not of this site, or of my plans, because i know he'd kill me.
Anyway, that's me.
Stefan