My Story part one.

True story. I split it into two so you don't have to read as much.

My mum was almost 18 when she fell pregnant. My mum was  going to join the army but when she realised she was pregnant her plans changed.  She was a high school dropout, leaving school when she was 15. She was a single mother who occasionally dated some man but none of the relationships lasted long. I was finally born on 16^th February 1998.

I was 3 years old when I was taken into foster care. My mother had physically abused me and I was put in a foster family that had 4 other kids. 3 of them were the same age as me who were all put in foster care and the other was the foster parents daughter. I became close friends with the kids that were the same age as me. Their names were Talitha, Tabitha (who were both twins) and Raymond.

My foster mother’s name was Merle and her husband was Loyde who was a taxi driver. I had an occasional visit with my mum. When asked why was her daughter taken into foster care she lies telling them that apparently she had sex in front of her which later turned to someone else hit her and she got the blame for it which was both lies.

Whenever my mum and I got together my mum would hit me in rage if I did something wrong or just for no reason at all and would yell at me. Whenever my mum was questioned about the bruises showing up on my body she tells them it was Merle that did it.

When I was 5 I went back to my mum only to be abused again but this time not so often. I started school and went to the same school as Tabitha, Talitha and Raymond.

When I was 8 my mum had met a guy online on yahoo. We moved to Melbourne and lived with him for a while. But the relationship ended and my  mum found another guy named Clint who was my stepfather still to this day. Due to not understanding about break up and all that I called him dad. My stepfather started to treat me like his own but when they had a boy he started ignoring me making me feel like he hated me because I wasn’t his biological daughter.  One day at school I was playing tag on the playground and tripped hitting my mouth on a pole and broke half of my front tooth. Kids would make fun of me calling me names but I  got it fixed.

 

I was 9 almost 10 when my brother was born. I met my best friend in the whole word Isabelle at school one time when I was sitting all by myself leaning against a wall hating the world.

Isabelle introduced me to Pokémon and I was hooked. Isabelle was a year younger than me so we weren’t in the same grade but we spent every lunch time together.

I found my first crush a boy named Reuben who was really nice to me and was the only one in my class who wanted to be my partner.  My mum constantly abused me due to the stress of having a newborn baby and treated her daughter like a slave always asking me to do something for her and constantly called me a lazy c**t if I ever showed any sign of complaint. I broke my tooth again when eating a carrot. Again people started calling me names until I visited the dentist and got it fixed again.

Near the end of the year I was told we were moving back to Rockhampton which is where I was born. My class threw a party for me and got everyone to sign a card. It bought tears to my eyes.

I  was kept back so I was forced to repeat grade 5. This is when my life turned around. MY mum still abused me and my stepdad didn’t do anything about it. And my mum constantly told her friends how she wish she could change her life around and never fell pregnant making it clear that I ruined my mother’s life.

Author's Note

There are unfortunately so many people who are suffering from depression and thinking about suicide. I originally made this in 3rd person because I didn't want people to know it was me. Because I want to help people who are going through depression whether it's to listen or just to help in some way. That includes writers and I was worried if people knew I am depressed as well they wouldn't come to me for help. But thanks to some advice I was told it could encourage more people to come since I am going through the same thing as they are.

Reviews

[78Jon]

Awe. I just want to hear that your life turned out well. I hope you get surrounded by some folks who care about you eventually. It's hard to have constant negativity. Here's a virtual hug.

[KittyKatgirl]

Thank you so much :) I try to look on the bright side I have friends on this website who cheer me up.

[78Jon]

Yes, this website is like a hidden little place with some treasures in it. People express themselves here.

[Lavorther]

Oh my, what a shocking story. First of all, it's very brave of you to share your story with the world. I've got the same heightened sense of empathy that Aventicus talked about in his review, which made me feel really sorry for you. I wish i could just reach through my screen and give you a big hug and tell you it's gonna be alright (the depression part).

I have been forced to stay at home with a chronic illness for almost two years now, which has driven me to the border of a depression. Luckily i started writing a while ago and I've met new people from all over the world through this site, which i think has prevented me from really sinking into a depression. But still, i know how hard it is to fight a depression. Stay strong!

[KittyKatgirl]

Thank you. And I'm sorry to hear that :( But I'm glad that writing and other writers all over the world has helped you through the depression.

[Aphy!]

Very beautiful story.
It's amazing a inspiring to know it's you!
And as a person suffering from depression I can really relate.
It's hard when your in a black hole and can't get yourself out of it
So we turn to self-harm. thinking that maybe inflicting pain OURSELVES would hurt less than being hurt by the people we love.

But I have faith.
I'm a very optimistic person and I believe in light.
Hope
And finally finding happiness and self-acceptance

Thank you very much for sharing your story hey!
Really loved and enjoyed reading it

Aphy

[KittyKatgirl]

Thank you so much :) I am sorry you are also suffering from depression. As I mentioned in my story I am willing to help anyone who is going through depression and if you ever need to talk just inbox me. I know we never talked before but I will always listen and if I could help in any way I would do it in a heartbeat.

[Aphy!]

Thank you very much. That means a lot. Knowing that someone cares...regardless. My inspiration indeed

[KittyKatgirl]

I'm glad :) I'll always be there to listen or talk. If you ever need or want to tell me anything no matter what it is just message me :)

[Aphy!]

Thank you!

[Not here]

this is so powerful knowing its you. great job with this. it was amazing. ima gonna send read requests to my other friends for it.

[Stan Lee]

And he did....
Sounds like the beginning of an amazing story... Here's hoping for a happy ending :)
Keep fighting :)

[Jayne Doe]

That's terrible. I was never the girls fault she was just in the wrong hands. Really sad story, but good writting. Thank you for writting it.

[KittyKatgirl]

Thank you.

[Jayne Doe]

Your welcome.

[Avinash]

Hey! you are definitely not alone. There are many like you who take time to tell their stories and that includes me too. But know what we are all children of the universe and to realize that, it takes time. There are many things there is nobody like you. Chase your dreams, enjoy doing what you love doing and know what...you can ignore the tooth but not the truth that you are a beautiful soul.

[KittyKatgirl]

Hank you ^_^

[Aventicus]

Every time I see these stories my heart shatters within me. I was blessed and cursed with a very strong sense of empathy to where I can basically visualize myself being in the circumstances of others. Though, I can never truly feel what they are going through, since I would actually have to have those experiences to know those feelings and also feel the after-effects of them. This empathy fills me with an overwhelming desire to give everything and anything I can in an attempt to relieve them of their plight. It hurts me so much to see them suffer. I feel even worse when I know how good I have it. I really am, from the deepest depths of my heart, truly sorry for you. (Also, you are 10 months older than me. Dang it...)

[KittyKatgirl]

Thank you so much :) I'm hoping to see the bright side of life like I have friends but sometimes the dark side takes over. And haha yeah oh well I enjoy being older then people.

[Oliver Queen]

Very sad and moving. I am not a writer but I think the narrative might flow better if you tell it as if it is your own personal narrative. I don't know if it is your story but tell it like you experienced it. You have she did this or she felt this feels less personal.

[Anka Starr]

It seems like parents just don't know how much the things they do affect their child. As a person who has suffered tremendously from depression and was also a victim of familial abuse, I'll tell you a few things that can help this person. Finding that niche in life is everything. Find what makes you happiest, it could be many things, and live for it. I'm unsure of how old this person is but, if they're young (As in high school age and younger) I would reccomend not resorting to suicide this early in life, it get's MUCH better and easier to deal with as you get older.

Ps; Yay! Pokemon! 20 year old fan here!

[KittyKatgirl]

Ok yeah the person is in high school and 17 years old. Thank you for the advice ;)

[KittyKatgirl]

And I'm sorry you have been through the same thing.

[Anka Starr]

It's fine! I'm much stronger because of it.

[KittyKatgirl]

That's good I'm glad to hear that :)

[KittyKatgirl]

BTW there's part two to this if you want to read it

[Anka Starr]

Sure! I'll read it in a jippy

[KittyKatgirl]

Ok thank you