My father beat me ever since I was a newborn baby. I was in a coma for weeks as an infant. I suffered severe brain damage many many times growing up. I can’t function like a normal person. I’m dying because of my injuries, and I’m developing dementia now at age 25. I don’t have insurance and hospitals turn me away. Day to day life is a nightmare. My organs are shutting down. I have severe amnesia to the point where I don’t know how to dress at times, or read, or talk, or walk, anything. I’m homeless. I have no friends or family. I’m going to kill myself soon. I have very little time to live anyway but I don’t want to suffer anymore. I’ve also been a danger to others, and I don’t want to hurt anyone. I’m not posting anymore. I’m not reading any comments. I’m never coming back here. I needed to share my story. Thank you for reading and goodbye.
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You said you will not read any comments but I wanted to comment anyway. I am very sorry for where you have come from and I have a similar background story as to you. I won’t get into it here….there is no need.
I wanted to say thank you for taking the time to come here and share what you did…it takes a lot of courage to do so.
I also wanted to say you have been heard and if that is all you ever know, then know that someone heard you and can empathize with you on far too many levels.
I do not blame your choice for leaving this world; I can only hope that it will be swift and get you where you want to go.
Take care.
I’m so sorry that this had to happen to you. You did not deserve it, and I understand your decision to leave. May you finally find peace.
I’ve read you post and I’m here if you’d like to talk.
I am so sorry for the suffering you went through….
I know there are no words that could alleviate the pain change things.
But I’m here, still, it’s the only thing I can do for you now… *hugs* and <3
It is that darkness, that harms what it touches, that most makes me want to leave. I am so sorry that we cannot fight it off and heal you. I have tried and failed. Farewell. And thank you… for trying.
I wish there was a “take me with you” selection in life/death. I am also sick of the struggle just to fit in or belong. My own mother beat me within inches of life and here i thouht i was doing the right thjng by forgiving her. All i want from life now is a peaceful out
I wish there was a “take me with you” selection in life/death. I am also sick of the struggle just to fit in or belong. My own mother beat me within inches of life and here i thouht i was doing the right thjng by forgiving her. All i want from life now is a peaceful out. I hope you find the peace you are looking for
Do you still talk to your mother? I still haven’t forgiven mine.
Life is very cruel, I wish you all the best.