I am 15, male.
My whole life basically consisted of people telling me how bad or disappointing I am. It still happens, just not as much because I don’t ever talk to anyone except for online. I mean I remember when I was three in daycare and I would get mad a lot and no one liked me. I had no friends really except my neighbor who I think was annoyed with me a lot. Then I remember being annoying a lot when I was 4 or 5 and my neighbors were really annoyed with me. Like when I would play basketball with my neighbors […]
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Daycare
I was born on December 16th 1998 into a loving supportive family, I don’t know how I ended up like this.
My mother was a tattoo artist, and my father a truck driver. They were too busy when I was a child to take care of me, so I had to go to daycare. The first time I was called a bad name was in that daycare. Ever since that day I’ve never forgotten everything I’ve ever been called. And that was also when the nightmares started. I don’t know if they were interconnected, or whether I just made it all up to get over it, […]