I memorized alot of shit from social workers. I read a few things too. I am not afraid. My mom has bipolar disorder. She has made a pass at me. She said "You have a nice body." She met my physical needs and most of my psychological needs too. I just feal unloved by her, because of her mood disorder. She is trying but not as much as she could. She told me two times, I farted, It went through my pants, and landed on the rug. My mom sold drugs and took them. She got got caught selling and left me alone, to deal with cancer. I was better off without her. After she left, my moody mom killer sister moved in. Mom does not like her so she left. She lost her hud voucher from selling drugs, and I got it now. I have reduced rent, from 750 to 256, because of the voucher. I am supposed to be the most disabled of the household, but function better than all of them, for the most part. Some time my sister may find this website and read all my private stuff, just like she read at wrong planet. That is the reason she tried to kill my mom. She noised in on my buisness and she read all the bad shit I read about my mom. Evidently I am a doctor, because all I did, was lay some psychological theories down. Apparently my sister agrees. My brother offered to put some hurt on her, so did I. My mom has pissed my sister and I off the most, and does not bother my brother. She has trouble handling us both. My mom is the one who suggested I had AS in the first place, and she was correct. My mom taught us everything, especially what not to do in a marriage.
My biological dad is an alcoholic, but got much better in his age. From what I herd, he tried to kill my mom. My mom said that, and my dad said he threatened her with a unloaded shotgun. My mom said her babies, that is us, held him back alittle while he was tring to shoot her. My mom also said, my dad, bought drugs from my mom when they were married. She said that was the only way she could get any money out of him. My dad never bothered with child support, that is why my mom sold drugs. I found beer bottles in my room too. I would say my dad cares sometimes but not enough for me. Stealing pain meds, I needed after cancer surgury was very rude. One thing we do, is respect him. He never beat anyone one of us. He was a very honest person too. My step dad raped my mom. She cracked her pelvis and he forced it. My step dad was a beater too of everyone, except me, I behaved. He just maid me write lines. I will not do this or that. That or this is the thing I did wrong. He would make us do pages front and back like 3 of them. My steps dad is in the special armed forces, and I am glad he left to New York. My step had nasty punishments. Hold up the pales of water, till he said drop it.
I had all these family issues before I went to school, and thus choose to remain isolated. I even missed out on 2 girls at ounce. I never saw those girl again, when I chicken out.
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