Please don't kill yourself. :'(
Formerly known as StaticSkull. Ligma borthole.
Age 23, Female
Brapping
Brappenwurst College
Hell, Norway
Joined on 1/11/18
Please don't kill yourself. :'(
Stop saying that. Just stop. It's not gonna happen. No matter how much I wish it would
@peepers I don't even remember being molested. I only know it happened because I was sexually touching friends until I was like 11, not knowing what I was doing. No memory of it. So hearing a cousin I haven't seen in years describe to me: he has to take me home from a family friends house, I was screaming and crying, and when I went to the bathroom there was semen in my urine. That's disgusting. It hurts to listen to. I'm starting a new medication now but I really have just given up all hope. I've been trying to work on myself. And every time I make progress something else fucks me up.
@DrunkGecko "I've been trying to work on myself. And every time I make progress something else fucks me up."
Some of that you can just chalk up to Life. Life is peaks and valleys. For me, I just have to actively search for some sort of balance between out-of-my-fucking-mind-mania, and bed-ridden-depression. It takes work, but it is possible.
Absolutely banger music. it inspired me to work on old projects that I havent touched in a while
about the family, it sounds like you're on the right track trying to move on despite how hard it is to. I can't imagine the mental aguish but you still making jokes and music shows to me that you're a real fighter and that gives me a lot of hope for your future. if it's any consolation, you do have family in newgrounds, people do still care about you.
what has happened to you is unjust and tragic and I wish you the best of luck to your future endeavors and that one day you'll find the true happiness and peace you deserve.
XOXO
~anymany
love u
Peepers
At least you're trying to move forward. I applaud you for that.(And for the music, of course)
DrunkGecko
My abusive adoptive father has apparently been dead for two years. Very unsatisfying. And it turns out my grandfather most likely didn't molest me. It was more likely some family friend named Eddie who just like my abusive adoptive dad, is also dead. Died from aids. My life has been a lie. My life has been pointless. There is no healing. There is no justice. There is no hope. Every time I take a step forward i take two steps back to hell