popsiclesforbones
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Dude I am genuinely so bored at home all of the time now, and I’ve been thinking a lot more about these past like two years, and man has it sucked. From the start of like summer in 2021, I was living primarily with my mom and was with her whenever pops wasn’t influenced by a substance. Which was about, 6 days of the week. Anyways eventually my dad kept pressuring me to go to this super shitty school, just because it was a closer drive for him, compared to the 40 minute drive from my dads to the school I was going to, I didn’t really want to because that school was like 40 minutes from my moms, the new school I didn’t wanna go to, compared to like the literally 15 minute walk or like two minute drive at the current school. So safe to say I argued about it, and eventually he starts getting super pissy and shit blah blah blah. Anyways my mom takes me from him for like, 5ish months because my mom, knowing him was thinking he’d fucking rail my shit or kill me for arguing and saying so much mean ass shit to him about the situation. Anyways, whilst all of that is happening my mom who was married to this one guy at the time, suddenly, started leaving us for like 2 months at a time, and my mom had given birth to TWO children in the past year. One last year, one that year. So she was in a heavy postpartum depression on top of stepnigga leaving and then psychotic dad. What we didn’t know, is whenever psycho dad came to pick me up, ALWAYS had to use the bathroom for some reason, and we suspected that he put like a listening device or some shit like that in the vents and stuff and in the bathroom. Which came to be true after my mom left that condo. Anyways, I started missing school frequently, and my mom had to cope by drinking on an empty stomach, whilst she was hearing shit from the devices and a whole bunch of other stuff. Fast forward to like 2022 November 19th, I get called down to the office, and psycho dad came because my mom was in the hospital and apparently lost custody for a short period even though my tuff ass grandparents were already taking care of us, which weirded me out and pissed me off. Anyways, in the car ride home it’s super awkward and he’s saying like “durr ohh i missed u blah blah blah” bunch of shit, anyways he bought me like a $50 visa giftcard and that was like, his big sorry I guess 
. Anyways, for the next like 6 months he took pretty good care of me actually, and he was sober for the most part. Well, after that short period of time, he got back into doing drugs and found this retarded foid to do said drugs with, WHO WAS AN UTTER FUCKING BITCH. Anyways, I couldn’t eat without asking either of them, and psycho was starting to get very aggravated whenever I made a small mistake or like didn’t take out the fucking trash or like clean up, and he’d just go apeshit on my ass and beat me. Mind you, he’s fucking 6’6 and was taking gear as well to cope, so it was pretty fucking scary. Anyways this shit ass cycle starts going on and he starts manipulating me heavily to hate my mom and shit, for like the rest of the time I am with him. Last year in from November to like April this year, I start getting really fed up and keep trying to sneak out and shit, and I got back into contact with my mom and she explains a bunch of shit and I tell her a lot in April. Anyways I find psychos old laptop and there is just COPIOUS amounts of CSAM on it, like COPIOUS. And it makes me sick, that was on like a monday. The following Wednesday we had a snow day, and I finally was eating a bit after not eating all of the day before and that day as well, so I’m eating and psycho comes home with groceries just for him and retard foid. He yells and goes “go take out the trash” and I say “okay lemme finish eating” Literally like not even ten minutes pass, and he GETS PISSED. He starts screaming at me and shit and drags me up the stairs and smacks me and pushes me down then takes me back up and yells at me like why I was taking so long to eat ??? He winds up like he’s gonna punch me then just shoves me down the stairs again. I hide in my room for the rest of the night and go to bed. I wake up at like 5:40 am and I had to walk like two hours to school every morning and back. So I get up, pack my shit and go to school. We didn’t do much that day but anyways, on the walk back I call my mom if she could come grab me and shes like “oh yeah gimme like an hour or so I’m out doing stuff” and she hears like the fear in my voice and says she’ll be there in like 10 minutes. Realistically like 20 minutes pass and she picks me up, and ever since then I’ve stayed with her and on my birthday we went to court and got a temporary restraining order, before finalizing a permanent restraining order in late June.
Anyways, it’s actually really boring every day for me. My mom doesn’t like me going anywhere outside of the house outside of the community pool at the apartment complex, and the gym there. I haven’t gotten any of my shit back except for my bearded dragon. I really want my gaming rig back, since I spent like 4 grand on it. So anyways, I’ve just been thinking about my sucky life for a little while and just wanted to rant to cope.
. Anyways, for the next like 6 months he took pretty good care of me actually, and he was sober for the most part. Well, after that short period of time, he got back into doing drugs and found this retarded foid to do said drugs with, WHO WAS AN UTTER FUCKING BITCH. Anyways, I couldn’t eat without asking either of them, and psycho was starting to get very aggravated whenever I made a small mistake or like didn’t take out the fucking trash or like clean up, and he’d just go apeshit on my ass and beat me. Mind you, he’s fucking 6’6 and was taking gear as well to cope, so it was pretty fucking scary. Anyways this shit ass cycle starts going on and he starts manipulating me heavily to hate my mom and shit, for like the rest of the time I am with him. Last year in from November to like April this year, I start getting really fed up and keep trying to sneak out and shit, and I got back into contact with my mom and she explains a bunch of shit and I tell her a lot in April. Anyways I find psychos old laptop and there is just COPIOUS amounts of CSAM on it, like COPIOUS. And it makes me sick, that was on like a monday. The following Wednesday we had a snow day, and I finally was eating a bit after not eating all of the day before and that day as well, so I’m eating and psycho comes home with groceries just for him and retard foid. He yells and goes “go take out the trash” and I say “okay lemme finish eating” Literally like not even ten minutes pass, and he GETS PISSED. He starts screaming at me and shit and drags me up the stairs and smacks me and pushes me down then takes me back up and yells at me like why I was taking so long to eat ??? He winds up like he’s gonna punch me then just shoves me down the stairs again. I hide in my room for the rest of the night and go to bed. I wake up at like 5:40 am and I had to walk like two hours to school every morning and back. So I get up, pack my shit and go to school. We didn’t do much that day but anyways, on the walk back I call my mom if she could come grab me and shes like “oh yeah gimme like an hour or so I’m out doing stuff” and she hears like the fear in my voice and says she’ll be there in like 10 minutes. Realistically like 20 minutes pass and she picks me up, and ever since then I’ve stayed with her and on my birthday we went to court and got a temporary restraining order, before finalizing a permanent restraining order in late June.Anyways, it’s actually really boring every day for me. My mom doesn’t like me going anywhere outside of the house outside of the community pool at the apartment complex, and the gym there. I haven’t gotten any of my shit back except for my bearded dragon. I really want my gaming rig back, since I spent like 4 grand on it. So anyways, I’ve just been thinking about my sucky life for a little while and just wanted to rant to cope.
