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Hi, I'm a teenager willing to help other teenagers struggling with life. It may be tough, but we'll get through it together.

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A Confession
Trauma Support / by SereneSerenade
Last post
 October 11th, 2018
...See more Let me start this story by saying my parents seperated when I was at the age of eight. I remember coming home to awkward dinners and trying to sleep through sounds of fighting and screaming. I remember my brother coping with it by always being out of his peers. I remember being very confused and just immersing myself to studying because there wasn't just anything better to do. I remember my mother moving out of our house and that was only the start. My brother and I still see her once a year. But we don't talk too often, and even now, I can't honestly say any of us know her well. But it's too late to be wishing they get back together, too late because we are no longer children. I remember just accepting the hard bitter truth about what happened to my family and seeing the reality of love and what it does to a person when it is lost. I remember my dad having anger issues, harming himself, getting drunk, among other things. I just wanted my only parent back. I wanted my dad back. I wanted him to be happy. Where did it get me? I was 9 when it first began, when I should have run. It was the age when girls start to buy bras and become tall all of a sudden. It was the time when I needed a female the most. But no, my grandmother isn't always around, and I didn't have any other female relative to turn to. So dad said he'll help me pick one, see if it fits. I remember stripping in front of him, and how I now realize how wrong it was. If only it ended there. I was 12 and I was still sleeping in his room. We weren't rich and with one less parent that's barely giving financial support we were barely making it. So I had to share a room with somebody. I shared one with my father. One night he asked me to play a game. It turned out to be a strange game, my childish mind comprehended. Then it turned out to be very painful. But he said it was okay, that it was something people do in secret. I didn't question him. But years went by and naivety turned into confusion and confusion turned to disgust then self-loathing then anger. I wish I could turn back time. I wish it didn't have to happen. I hate myself for putting up with it, when I should have known it was wrong. I should have said no I should have screamed cried yelled stop-- But it's all too late. And now I just want to forget. But every time I see him it's all too painful. I can't confess to anyone. My grandma would probably have a heart attack over it. My brother looks up to him too much. My mother... I barely even talk to her... Now, I just want to forget. Move on. But I can't.
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