How did i end up here. (Trigger warning)
Posted: Sun Aug 29, 2010 1:28 am
First and foremost i'll warn and make it clear my life has a lot of things in the past that could trigger for some. So i'll try my best to be careful in wording and what have you.
Life. What it was. What it became. Wow sounds like i'm starting another poem. Anywho i'm 17 knocking on 18. Life was good up until 4th grade. Then it just has been one giant rollercoaster.
Started getting treated horrible by classmates in 4th grade. No clue why other then a girl claims i hit her which i didn't. I was 2 foot from her and opened a damn folder. The way she spread it around you would have thought i knocked her lights out. Which i have to say the thought after a while did cross my mind. So basically 4th grade was a living hell. Got picked on at school. My mom agreed with my physchologist i just needed to "ignore" the people. Like that was possible in any way. So i somehow survive 4th grade. Getting picked on constantly about my weight, my size and whatnot. Keep in mind i was 9 years old 5 foot 4 and weighed 140 pounds by the end of 4th grade. So i really think that's where my problems started. Didn't help that i began to i guess you could say see through the charade my family was putting on and i drifted away from my dad. Our relationship has never been the same since. He had this habit back then of calling me out right and left saying i lied about this or that. Basically it got to the point i quit paying attention to him. So basically in 4th grade i was a very angry and bitter person. It's amazing i never knocked anyone out or cussed anyone out. Wait i did cuss like one person out but he don't count he was and still is dumber then a sack of hammers and had it coming. lol. So between 4th and 5th grade i literally begged my mom to not send me back to the same school. She again sided with my therapist rather then listen to her own kid.
So 5th grade started and by then i was in physical therapy for chronic pain that had started back in 4th grade. They chalked it up to growing pains and hip displasia down the road you will find out what it is. So there i was in 5th grade with the same kids as before, the same torments, the same upsets though it got worse. They consiladated two or three schools that used to be seperate. I thought ok this could be good new people. WRONG. It was way worse and no matter what i tryed to do i couldn't get away from it. Sure i could tell a counselor or something at school but they were useless. I tryed once got me no where other then people threatening to fight with me. What the morons didn't realize i wore steel toed shoes a lot of the time and could actually fight. So that being said 5th grade was a sheer nightmare. Think i missed almost a month throughout the year because some days i faked sick and others i just couldn't take dealing with it. It definitley showed as i basically maintained a 3.0 GPA i was normally a 4.0 GPA. So that year i fell deeper into depression and pain. Also relationships with my parents went down the drain more. Mom would set there and be like you can't be so hostile and hateful. It's like live the hell i do, it's the only way to survive. By the end of 5th grade i was in survival mode. I thought a few times about killing myself couldn't bring myself to try. Don't know why but glad i couldn't. Experimented with cutting a little.
6th grade mom finally got that she had to get me out of that school otherwise i was going to haul off and probably put someone in the hospital with their jaw wired shut. So i switch schools. It was somewhat better. A lot different caliber. Teachers were better and students were better well some of them. Never made friends really. I was still very hostile. That being said i did get comfortable with my teachers and it was nice to get recognized for doing decent work. That being said i made enemies with a few teachers. lol. My math teacher hated me because i was rather sarcastic and eventually told her when asked why my grade slipped around state mandated tests "Well because i'm sick of this crap being shoved down our throat in hopes that the school gets good numbers so we keep getting money and i refused to be used in such a manner". Needless to say from then to the end of the year i was not a favorite student of hers but she didn't compeltely hate me. So again i continually get worse with my depression and everything else. Ohh and i was in horrid pain too physically.
7th grade was way better. Started online school and it all went smoothly. Basically it rocked.
Basically that's what leads up to this. Throughout highschool i suffered an emotional roller coaster, lost family members, lost pets, went through bankruptcy, more of the same being told i was too hateful. I turned to well. Ok for me to admit this openly on a board takes a lot. However i turned to TRIGGER WARNING -----. I basically became addicted throughout highschool. It was what got me through sadly.
Finally things started turning around my junior year. By this past summer it's gettign better. Not the best. I got diagnosed with fibromyalgia the summer before my senior year. I'm on loads of medications and got put on anti depressants shortly after that diagnosis.
Finally i'm dating an amazing girl. I have been with her 6 months and she is the love of my life. Went to Wisconsin to see her this past month. I start college Monday. I finally gave up the addiction roughly 5 weeks ago. It's been good and bad but mostly good.
The only issue i have is i'm living what most consider good and i'm still depressed. I got my girlfriend anna and she is basically what keeps me going. Her and God because i know in two years i can be with her in Wisconsin, propose to her, and marry her. This all being said this don't even scratch the surface of my story. Feel free to ask questions, comment, give advice. Whatever you wish. Ohhh yeah i also guess i what some people call hitting rock bottom in 2007. Basically asked God to kill me or send me someone to save me. He didn't kill me obviously and ever since it's been better but i'm still depressed. Feel free to give input even if it's just saying hi or that you read it. As it sort of helps in an odd way.
Dan
Life. What it was. What it became. Wow sounds like i'm starting another poem. Anywho i'm 17 knocking on 18. Life was good up until 4th grade. Then it just has been one giant rollercoaster.
Started getting treated horrible by classmates in 4th grade. No clue why other then a girl claims i hit her which i didn't. I was 2 foot from her and opened a damn folder. The way she spread it around you would have thought i knocked her lights out. Which i have to say the thought after a while did cross my mind. So basically 4th grade was a living hell. Got picked on at school. My mom agreed with my physchologist i just needed to "ignore" the people. Like that was possible in any way. So i somehow survive 4th grade. Getting picked on constantly about my weight, my size and whatnot. Keep in mind i was 9 years old 5 foot 4 and weighed 140 pounds by the end of 4th grade. So i really think that's where my problems started. Didn't help that i began to i guess you could say see through the charade my family was putting on and i drifted away from my dad. Our relationship has never been the same since. He had this habit back then of calling me out right and left saying i lied about this or that. Basically it got to the point i quit paying attention to him. So basically in 4th grade i was a very angry and bitter person. It's amazing i never knocked anyone out or cussed anyone out. Wait i did cuss like one person out but he don't count he was and still is dumber then a sack of hammers and had it coming. lol. So between 4th and 5th grade i literally begged my mom to not send me back to the same school. She again sided with my therapist rather then listen to her own kid.
So 5th grade started and by then i was in physical therapy for chronic pain that had started back in 4th grade. They chalked it up to growing pains and hip displasia down the road you will find out what it is. So there i was in 5th grade with the same kids as before, the same torments, the same upsets though it got worse. They consiladated two or three schools that used to be seperate. I thought ok this could be good new people. WRONG. It was way worse and no matter what i tryed to do i couldn't get away from it. Sure i could tell a counselor or something at school but they were useless. I tryed once got me no where other then people threatening to fight with me. What the morons didn't realize i wore steel toed shoes a lot of the time and could actually fight. So that being said 5th grade was a sheer nightmare. Think i missed almost a month throughout the year because some days i faked sick and others i just couldn't take dealing with it. It definitley showed as i basically maintained a 3.0 GPA i was normally a 4.0 GPA. So that year i fell deeper into depression and pain. Also relationships with my parents went down the drain more. Mom would set there and be like you can't be so hostile and hateful. It's like live the hell i do, it's the only way to survive. By the end of 5th grade i was in survival mode. I thought a few times about killing myself couldn't bring myself to try. Don't know why but glad i couldn't. Experimented with cutting a little.
6th grade mom finally got that she had to get me out of that school otherwise i was going to haul off and probably put someone in the hospital with their jaw wired shut. So i switch schools. It was somewhat better. A lot different caliber. Teachers were better and students were better well some of them. Never made friends really. I was still very hostile. That being said i did get comfortable with my teachers and it was nice to get recognized for doing decent work. That being said i made enemies with a few teachers. lol. My math teacher hated me because i was rather sarcastic and eventually told her when asked why my grade slipped around state mandated tests "Well because i'm sick of this crap being shoved down our throat in hopes that the school gets good numbers so we keep getting money and i refused to be used in such a manner". Needless to say from then to the end of the year i was not a favorite student of hers but she didn't compeltely hate me. So again i continually get worse with my depression and everything else. Ohh and i was in horrid pain too physically.
7th grade was way better. Started online school and it all went smoothly. Basically it rocked.
Basically that's what leads up to this. Throughout highschool i suffered an emotional roller coaster, lost family members, lost pets, went through bankruptcy, more of the same being told i was too hateful. I turned to well. Ok for me to admit this openly on a board takes a lot. However i turned to TRIGGER WARNING -----. I basically became addicted throughout highschool. It was what got me through sadly.
Finally things started turning around my junior year. By this past summer it's gettign better. Not the best. I got diagnosed with fibromyalgia the summer before my senior year. I'm on loads of medications and got put on anti depressants shortly after that diagnosis.
Finally i'm dating an amazing girl. I have been with her 6 months and she is the love of my life. Went to Wisconsin to see her this past month. I start college Monday. I finally gave up the addiction roughly 5 weeks ago. It's been good and bad but mostly good.
The only issue i have is i'm living what most consider good and i'm still depressed. I got my girlfriend anna and she is basically what keeps me going. Her and God because i know in two years i can be with her in Wisconsin, propose to her, and marry her. This all being said this don't even scratch the surface of my story. Feel free to ask questions, comment, give advice. Whatever you wish. Ohhh yeah i also guess i what some people call hitting rock bottom in 2007. Basically asked God to kill me or send me someone to save me. He didn't kill me obviously and ever since it's been better but i'm still depressed. Feel free to give input even if it's just saying hi or that you read it. As it sort of helps in an odd way.
Dan