a glimpse into my past

well…i guess i can say it started when i was only a few years old….my parents were both drug addicts…i was in the bars with my mom and dad till my dad met my step mom when i was almost 4…for me it was normal….but then again so was buying my own food at the store, stealing money from my mom while she slept of the drugs and alcohol for the food, being used as collateral when she didnt have drug money, and being molested by her many boyfriends. then id go home to my dads, he and my mom worked alot…and did drugs so they werent always there…but my older step brother was…he molested me from the time i was 4 till i was almost 8…i didnt know that it was bad then, and no one saw any warning signs and if they did…they did nothing…i even began harming myself, ripping out my hair, using staplers to staple my arms and legs, anything i could think of starting at the age of 5 …when my dad got arrested my step mom got custody of me and moved me and my baby step sister out of the state…and i forgot all about everything…till i turned 14 then i started to have night terrors and by the time i hit 15 i was an insomniac and cutting daily, i cut daily for 3 years…that was also the time my step mom started to get violent and would physically, verbally and emotionally abuse me, and one day she started in on me because i back mouthed her…i ended up with several new bruises and new emotional scars, that night i went and cut 2 major veins in my arm, if my dad hadnt walked in on accident i would have bleed out…after that they tried to help me until i told them about my step brother she freaked out on me calling me a lier and that her son would never do anything like that…her same son who pulled a knife on me and molested me…ive gotten some help…and i still cut…only not as much….i still have hundreds of scars on my body and they keep gaining more and maybe one day ill be able to handle life without but…for now i keep cutting….