My beginning

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It's always hard when your parent break up or divorce. I understand this the best of everyone. My parent were always fighting, every night I would come home and they would be arguing about something new.I was so upset 99% of the time. But I tried to be happy because I didn't want to drive them apart. Most of the time I think that the divorce was my fault.

Sometimes my dad even got abusive. One day he took it to far and started smacking the mother violently. That's when I stepped in I couldn't take the fact that my mother had done everything for that... that... you know what. I'm not even going to bother wasting my time on that filthy man. Anyway my mum left him and realised she wanted to do much more with her life. She became a teacher and continued her dream of "giving children the education the deserve"


That was 5 years ago. Since then my panic attacks have gotten worse. My life has gone down hill and I live in a 2 bedroom apartment with my mum. Not exactly a rich girls dream. But hey who's complaining. At least I'm not with my dad.

Before my mum realised what she wanted to do with her life she was in the marriage for 24 years. Well I am 15 so I suppose I understand more now than I ever did then.

That pretty much sums up how I got anxiety and panic attacks. So lets turn a leaf and begin a new chapter!

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