Guys I'm Sorry

[.r e e d.]

Guys I'm sorry if I'm not on as I was in the past. I'm having life problems. Let me explain: My parents split up when I was in 2nd grade, 3 yrs ago. My Dad scared the livin hell out of me that same year. He was having problems, mentally distraught, I guess. And anyway, he lost it-snapped. Mom got a protection order, he came to our house and tried to get in. He still had a key to the house but we changed the locks. He snapped, he kicked the door and cracked it. He threw a paint can and cracked the glass and door. He went around back and threw one of our patio set chairs into the glass door and busted it. By this time we(me & mom) had run to the neighbor's. He went in- he just wanted to see me and mom and drove away. He spent a night in jail. Momma then got a boyfriend named Brad, which didn't even know me and pretended like I didn't exist. My mom did to for a little while. Broke up with him, ignored me & my brother and married some dude on the first date. Without telling me or Chase(my bro). I hated that piece of shit. Evil basterd! Divorced him, went out with his best friend and did the same thing. Now, my brothers going to war and momma isn't doing anything about it. We recently hit two deer and Momma's car is totalled. All she bought me for my birthday was a shirt and jeans. I got to see my brother for the first time in three months this week. He has no place to live and no truck. My Mom doesn't give a shit. Karl doesn't(my stepdad) either. I'm ballin my eyes out right now and I just want to die. My mom just tells me to get over it and go to bed. We had an exchanged student and he was like a brother to me. He hasn't emailed me back in 3 or four months. ow I live so far away I can't stay at any of my friend's houses. I get dizzy all the time. My friends make fun of me, so please don't. Bye guys, I'm ballin my eyes the hell out....[/font][/size]

[swift]

Awww, we all have life problems dear. My life has been no piece of pie either...

Don't say you want to die. Thoughts of suicide are horrible and when you get over them, they only come back to haunt you.

my parents split up too. My dad remarried, but waited for 6 years to marry her. And when they married they took me awawy from the best life I ever had, which was living on a farm. They moved me into the city, so now at both my houses I am miserable because I don't have a 700 acre farm to roam anymore.
My mom got a boyfriend that she was always kickin' out of the house and letting him move back in until one day he threatened to kill himself. The last time I saw him was before my 13 birthday..2 years ago. He did alot of damadge. He left a son in our hands. His son won't even remember/know him.

Whem my horse died I went through alot of things too. Thia is where my suicidal experiences took place. I mourned his death for days after, writing notes to all my friends saying I was going to kill myself and that I would miss them all..For 3 years this went on..and the last year I cracked. I was just about to kill myself, when I found something that made me push those thoughts aside. My mom kept secrets about my horse's death. The worst one she ever told me what that she lied.
-She promised me that Bogie would not be sent to the glue factory
-she promised he wouldn't be made into dog food
-she promised he wouldn't be sent on the leg truck
- she promised me that he was burried on a dairy.
I had dreams of my ashes bbeing spread where he was burried, but truth is, he wasn't burried. Those PROMISES that ment the WORLD to me were BROKEN.
-Bogie DID get sent to the glue factory
-bogie DID get made into dog food
-Bogie DID go on the leg truck.
She kept me believing for 5 years.

To this Day i still have nights that i cry myself to sleep.I pray hope wish and dream that when I visit that pasture again he will be there....but I know it's not going to happen. His death caused me to be afraid to ride horses. Last time I tried riding, I went into shock and uncontrollable shaking.

Im always here if you want to talk. I told my whole life story to a girl in my grade this summer that I didn't really know...and she still accepted me.... If your friends make fun of you, then who are you to call them friends? Friends stand by you and support you, not bring yo down.

My mom makes me have the impression that she hates me.

your life may be worse than mine in the past, and I know we can never get over it, but stay strong and positive!

[Itasca[Tazz]]

Well, My parents are city slickers.. always have always will be. that is what neighbors of good for right? But 4 years ago, my dad got HepC. He was one of the Lab Rats. So, you know he went off work. they didn't know if it would work or even if he survived. HE did, but when he was turning the key to open the door, his shoulder shattered[this happened right after he got rid of his hepC] So he had to get surgery for that. Then when i was showing at the west Coast Mustang show, He tripped over a nail and broke his neck for the 4th time. so about a 1 year after he broke his neck we got it fixed. So we have been making no money for about a little more than 4 years now. We could barely make it by as before and now we are over 1.2 million dollars in debt. My dad will never be able to work again and my mom has to stay home and makes sure my dad keeps breathing when he sleeps because of his sleep abnia. When i go to work, i give all my money to my parents so i can food on the table. yeah.. times are always tough around here.

[Magic]

Ugh, I know I'm a total brat, and that I should get a life, but I just can't seem to... It's such a huge problem to me, but I'm actually quite lucky. Hmm, where should I start? I know my mom, dad, and brother love me, but they don't always understand. My parent's don't always listen.

Anywho, since you guys are spilling out your experiances, I'll throw my small one in, too. It's certainly not big, but it really gets me going. My friend, Beatrice, gets absalutally EVERYTHING that she wants. She wanted a cat, she got one. It died. She wanted a potbelly pig, and she got one. She decided it was too much work, and didn't listen, so she old it. She guessed that a "Miniture" potbelly pig would be better. To her, it stunk, and was too loud. Sold that one too. She has a kitten. At times, she acts as if she's going to throw it away, aswell. She asked her mom's overly generous, and un-strict boyfriend, if she could get a hamster. She got two, and they had babies. She asked him again if she could get a mouse. She got one, but decided, that even though she can take care of eight hamsters, the mouse was too smelly. Soooo, she got another, hoping it'd be cleaner. Nope. She let them loose in her backyard. She asked for another hamster, but decided it was too much work, and gave it to her moms boyfriend, Paul. When she gave it away, her other hamster (out of the three she has) gave birth to 10 hamsters. I'd think she could take care of an extra hamster.... She also got a dog for Easter when she was young. Not surprisingly, she torments it. She takes it's back legs, and flips it over, even though it's huge. If she droped the dog, it was break it's neck. Ugh, she makes me mad... Oh, and she can't wait for her other cat to die, because she'll be aloud to get another, Persian cat. She wanted a Begal pup a while ago, but changed it to a Yorky. She admited to me that she (or her mom) doesn't think about it, before they do it. She freaks out if I make a supposedly rude remark on her hamsters. She's such a brat. She blames things on me, even though she previously told me that she wanted to do it. She say's rude things about my skin, hair, clothes, and all that's imperfect. She can't make up her mind, and always has something mean to say. She acts extremly ignorant. I'm thinking about leaving her, and going with my other, honest, down to earth friends, but I'm sure she'd get me in trouble, some how. Oh, and me and my other friends were talking about my new car. Out of nowhere, she goes "My mom HATES that type of car." I was so embaressed, but luckily my other friends complemented me on it afterwards. She is such a rude, mean, un-thoughtful girl!! Hah, and since alot of people are getting puppies, she's aloud to get another dog, once they sell their house, and move into a totally different country. They just moved into that house.

Okay, I think I've ranted enough....