I just need to vent, okies? Here I go.
Thank you for reading.
Around the beginning of 2013, my dad finds his highschool girlfriend on facebook. He's always been a single dad, at the time i saw my mom maybe once a week, along with my 2 brothers and sister. So they chat online quite a bit, my dad tells me about her and such. Soon, she visits us in Alaska, she from Tennesee. She's great, has a little baby girl, and my dad and her are already back in love. My dad wants her to move to Alaska, but she doesn't want to leave her family. I had lived there for the first 9 years of my life, and we move in August. I see my mom and siblings for the last time, aside from my sister who I saw recently, on August 5th, 2013. We move to Tennessee, stay with his girlfriend and family for a few months, then got our own place. By this time, he had been planning on getting engaged with her. Didn't happen. She started being a drama queen and such, and they broke up. Boo hoo. Basically, she ruined my life by making us move. We live normally along with many roaches, until we got bed bugs from used couches. Before we found out they were bed bug bites, my dad took me to the doctor. He thought it was scabies, and I had to get this cream and prescribed this anti-itch syrup. I almost got prescribed STEROIDS. So, I get a terrible fever for 20 days I believe, was out of school for 16. It was probably the worst sickness I've had. So, we live like that until April 2014, and move to California, grandma lured us there. It was practically a hobo town. That's where I got mentally ill, as I currently am. During this stretch of time, I started my period and puberty, too. So during all of this, I obviously miss my siblings and mom a **** ton. Oh, I forgot to mention my mom had lost custody of all her children. Pretty much my whole life, there's been custody cases between her and my dad. It finally stopped November 5th 2014. Right, back to the timeline. So yeah, I lived normally, skyping my mom and sister a bit. Then, Christmas Eve 2015, I started to self harm. A bit before that, I had the idea I have ADHD. I got really depressed and suicidal, currently still am. I've cut myself over 100 times, and my dad saw my wrist and arm around December 29. He lectures me a bit, tells me he's gonna take me to a doctor if I do that again. We move to Arizona that same week. Since then, I've been even more suicidal and depressed, along with additional possible mental illnesses including bipolar disorder and multi-personality disorder. I've wanted to ask my dad to take my to a psychiatrist for a few months, but I can't. I just want a normal childhood, a mom, and siblings. Like, just the other day I had a dream. It felt VERY real. So I did something good and my dad was rewarding me, and asked what I want. I didn't say anything. He says "Well?" I say my mom. Saying that, I got a feeling in my chest. He says "What kind of whack-jaw would I be to put you up for adoption?" then I woke up.. Ah, I forgot to note earlier about my mom and siblings a bit more. My mom is actually a bad mom, despite how much I miss her. Or says my dad. She's a drama queen, always getting into trouble, multitasking too much, etc. But hey, I think my dad's just a perfectionist. All of my mom's kids have different dads aside from my 2 brothers, so... yeah
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