Life is Hard
I guess you can say I ran away..I just turned 19 and left Home when I was 17. I could not take it anymore. My mother abused me physically, mentally and verbally. I carryied on with school, I acted like nothing was wrong, not even my best friend knew anything about me being abused. My step father married my mother when I was in grade 4. I have a brother and a sister. My brother and sister was his favorite. He hated me and to this day , I still don't know why. He would also physically, and verbally abuse me. He would hit me with pitch fork(used for forking manure) he would kick me with his steel toe work boots. throw things at me, and the list goes on, my mother always took his part. I was never allowed to go any wheres with my friends, I was only allowed on the phone for no longer than 2 minutes or he would come over and hang up. I had to be in bed by 8:30pm. Come on, a 16 year old going to bed that early.
My mother had an affair and their relationship ended. We moved many times. She found herself another man, who she always accused me of being "all over him" in which he was ugly as sin. That was not true. I believe my mother to be jealous of me for some reason that i don't know. She even turned my little brother and sister against me. She told my grandmother all this stuff I did to hurt her. In which I really never did anything to her. But my grandmother wouldn't believe me. So I feel left out. The black sheep of the family.
Right now I am just summing up my life because I would proably have a book by the time I was done.
Then I met my fiance, R. I had to secretly date him - Mother was still with my step father at the time. THis was Feb..2001. I put up with even more shit as the years went by. I graduated high school in 2002. I went to college and graduated in 2003. Then when college was done my mother wanted me to live with her and I told her that I never wanted to see or talk to her again so I left and to this day I ran away to R. She calls me to harass me but you know this was the best desicion i ever made.
I dont recommend it for every one. Some day I will be a police officer and will be able to help those who are in my situation. Times are still hard and I cry my self to sleep sometimes because the things she has done and said to me still hurt and bother me . I never got away til I moved with R.
If anyone out their needs help, call someone.