MY MESSED UP TEEN

and rehab. I struggle with depression, I'm emotionally unstable, rape and family issues contend w

w right! I never had a beautiful memo

a broken home where nothing mattered except

an eulogy, it wo

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houghts and write my life in a poem; the only means I had of expressing myself. I never trusted anyo

ad a real bonding relationship with me...nanny did all h

ber I sat there crying, mom sobbing next to me. She got

e heat rising in the house. Nanny always took care o

he was always out somewhere, dad never cared less, he beats her up, got d

y grades, unlike every other kid. I only kept up with average grades to avoid

had me by chance. I was my moral support, I learnt the hard way, became withdrawn

sentimental and pitiful... but I assur

e silence from, at least better that home. I never min

sides, "there she goes. She never speaks ...look how lonely she friends, Sarah words worsened my self-e

e bathroom, looking at my panties I almost freaked out. I had a

e and spoke softly, "hello Mom, I need to speak to you about something's replied reluctantly "Go on."I told her all that happened and wh

d terms earlier, I felt so sad because my friends who were a little older than I was told me about their experiences and how their moms helpe

ays. Only occasionally. My world was b

and live a normal life like every other child the same way my friends did. I was always alone because we neve

e was Brandon. I could remember the first day he got to our housemother was such a beauty to beh

idn't care less if Mom feigned being too happy but was in a hurry to get back to my room

to welcome him in the bes

o my comfort zone. I lay down on my bed dumbfounded, no

ss my mind that I did

lived the day as it came. My friends talk about their dream goals, but I never really opened up

r really understood me, who were they to blame? After all, I never said much to them, I was like the odd one out of the t

ince I never did anything special, I felt like a seed