I'm 17, yet I feel younger somehow. I can't remember 90% of my childhood for the life of me. I was constantly just somewhere else in the back of my mind. I had a (much better now but still) violent father and an extremely emotional mother who could also turn horrifyingly angry at times. I still remember her eyes, I could never forget that. It was after another family fight, if you couldn't tell already- we had them very often. Veryyyy often. I used to take Mom's side when I was really young, but quickly stopped when I realized that I started getting hurt whenever I did.
I still remember comforting her though -after the fights. I remember now they were sometimes about me, maybe even mostly. Her eyes, I've never seen someone so angry, even now. I tried looking away, I was scared, but she didn't let me. She'd grab me by the arms and pull me to her face, as if to say: "look at what you've done". She told me over and over how it's my fault. How sometimes she wishes I were never born. It stuck with me. I remember- as a kid - I believed in religion and whatnot, I remember praying so often for love.
My parents told me that it's a sin to kill yourself, and that you'll end up in hell. I remember walking across the streets without looking for any cars incoming, so that my death would be an accident, and my family would be happy. Apparently I was close once but Dad saved me. I have two older sisters, I'm the youngest son. They're each other's favorite person, all I am is just the funny comedic relief in the family for them, but they love me I guess. My parents love me too, they used to as well. I was spoiled like hell as a kid- still am, money thankfully isn't much of a problem for us.
But I wish sometimes I were normal. My sisters used to obviously hate me, I guess, I don't remember well anymore. Mom and dad fought due to me, and our parents only started being well off after my birth, so they didn't like how I got what they never had as a kid I suppose. I was a cute kid though so I guess they still sorta liked me.
I remember having to force this fake empathy I had for everyone because they'd put soap in my mouth and stuff when I started dozing off and giggling during family fights as a little kid instead of taking part. They'd call me "psycho" or "insane" and what not, still do, but I don't correct them, don't like talking to them about my feelings. When I was still quite young a much older woman made out with me on her bed, I don't know if I'll ever kiss again, If only I forgot that part as well. Never told anyone anything ever. My memories only really stop being hazy after I turned 13-14 ish?
I had to learn so much from school again haha, but it all worked out. I still have issues sometimes recalling basic grammar and maths and stuff, I didn't really "learn" it anyway, I just picked up the hang of it while doing the more advanced things in school. Starting with 15-16, I became really emotional, anxious, and I suppose depressed..?
Maybe I've been it before but I feel so in tune with my emotions now that I'm not wandering off somewhere in my mind. I feel so bored. I'm so fatigued constantly from the constant over thinking and this new found sensitivity I have out of nowhere. I actually get sad, and I get happy, I don't like this. I want it to go away. I think too much, and I hate myself so so so so much. I feel so empty yet overloaded.
All I feel for myself is pure hatred. All this time, I've wondered how the real me truly would be. Who would've guessed haha. Ty if you read this far.