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I live in a vicious cycle of misery...

UberScout

Please Don't Be Mad At Me 02/09/1996
V.I.P Member
My parents divorced when I was just 11. I was dragged all around the 50 states looking for shelter before staying with my uncle and aunt, who became my legal guardians. I lived there for three years spending whole days doing chores, taking belt hazings, being endlessly harassed and bullied at school, wrongfully punished at home and just having life treat me like (deleted word) every day. I almost committed suicide once just to be stopped by my uncle. When I finally returned to my hometown, my mother, stepfather and sister couldn't be happier to see me. I was basically treated like royalty for the whole time I was there.

Then out of the blue, the anger I developed from how I was previously treated carried over into this family, and now I am on the verge of being disowned. With my stepfather somehow getting kidney stones all the time, wrongfully accusing me of different things, wrongfully punishing me, forcing me into physical bouts, and countless other things I couldn't possibly describe on this thread alone, I wonder how the hell I still have the will to live!! I'm honestly surprised I still see something in life that makes me want to continue!

Holidays? I call them Holocausts, for very good reason. Holidays are supposed to be wonderful times of the year, right? Everyone's supposed to be happy and cheerful and enjoying each other's company, right? Not in my family. It's the polar opposite.

St. Patrick's Day: Wear green, and you're a lucky son of a.
St. Patrick's Day at the Adams Family: Wear anything, and win a free beatdown with your choice of execution!

Valentine's Day: Tell someone just how much you love them.
Valentine's Day at the Adams Family: Pictures of broken hearts on fire, divorce threats, hate speeches, what more could a guy ask for?

4th of July: Celebrate the day America gained its freedom by setting off fireworks and eating hot dogs.
4th of July at the Adams Family: Celebrate the day UberScout lost his freedom by setting off fireworks pointed directly at him and shoving hot dogs down his windpipe.

Martin Luther King Jr. Day: Honor the I Have A Dream speech and commemorate Marty's pledge to make America a better place.

MLKJ Day at the Adams Family: Mourn the next failed suicide attempt that UberScout makes alone in his room and commemorate his stepfather's pledge to plague him with nightmares.

Halloween: The spookiest time of the year, complete with people dressed as monsters, ghosts, skeletons and zombies, and most importantly, candy!

Halloween at the Adams Family: October 31st happens to be my stepfather's birthday, and it's the most horrifying time of the year, complete with UberScout's mouth duct taped shut and locked in a closet, satanic imagery, music being played backwards, and most importantly, blood all over UberScout's face!

Thanksgiving: What's more delicious than a gigantic roast turkey, mashed potatoes, corn on/off the cob, and everything in between? Having a family to be thankful for.
Thanksgiving at the Adams Family: Order chinese from ChopStix down the road, fight over what channel the football game is on, and as for the kids, give them some torches and pitchforks and a safe, dark place to hide.

Christmas: The perfect way to end the year couldn't be better when the snowflakes start falling, the air turns crispy and cold, snowmen populate the neighborhoods and all the children of the world ready their milk and cookie offerings for the Bowl Full O Jelly himself.
Christmas at the Adams Family: A scorched earth, shattered and torn by war...bodies fill the streets, buildings lie in ruin, the undead roam the earth and people struggle for food, shelter and the hope for humanity. Society has all but collapsed and people form their own factions by lottery. Only one man is brave enough to stand against it all, but will he live to tell the tale? Christmas At The Adams Family---coming Winter 2017.

YA SEE WHAT I MEAN PEOPLE?!

Truly if there was a god, he'd have mercy on me... but it's clear now that no such loving, merciful being exists.

Deum libera me, exalto est non cista...
 
Wow, today is really bumming me out with all the domestic abuse.

Here's my recommendation: maybe I'm reading this wrong, but it sounds like you're almost or about college-age. You also seem pretty bright. I would suggest sticking it out until college, then going to a college very far away and never looking back.

And if you want that day to come sooner, you can get a GED and start college as soon as age 16 if you drop out first, but that will require parental approval.

Lots of people will tell you to face your problems and not run away, but this is one I don't see improving; things like this usually don't. So yes, I am forwardly and emphatically recommending that you run away from your problems.
 
Says you are age 21 on your information. Leave. Go. Stress like that is damaging your health. Find a way out quick and get out.
 
You said you have a 7 year old sister living through all this too....you need to think about her... dont leave her with all the mess alone. If you dont feel right reporting your parent to child services, im sure someone on here would...or even a neighbour?
 
Oh my goodness, you have a way with words! And anyone who uses Latin as a tagline is a friend on mine :-) I am so sorry you had to endure all that. I am glad you are here because I found a lot of hope and help here.

Sometimes it was just getting through a day and other times I got real, practical help.

My brain is fried today. I used to be able to do Greek and Latin but after an accident, my memory is going really bad. Lately it's been sliding out and it's scaring me.

The upshot is I cannot recall some very bad abuse I also dealt with. It's gone, too. It's one hell of a trade off. I used to say I would rather be a pig satisfied than Socrates disatsified and I may be getting my wish.

Anyway, I really liked your Latin and please keep posting. You are always welcome here.
 

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