My life wasn't always a rolarcoaster. I was actually really happy and jumpy when I was younger.
I .don't really remember much from then. My parents divorced when I was 2 so I don't remember them being together. Me and my brothers went to live with our mom. I do remember my dad moving into a very highbuild small apartment we visited a lot cause it wasn't far from our house. It had so many stairs, Too many to count (probably cause I couldn't count cause I was like 2-3). I remember falling down those stairs, just keeping rolling. It hurt. I went too the doctor and got a brown teddy bear. I thought it was awesome.
I really like that apartment. I loved the smell that filled the room when my dad, my 2 brothers and me made our own homemade croissants.
Then my dad got a new job. A job in Portugal, and he left. Whenever we visited we had to take the plane, so it was only in the vacations. Usually the summer, sometimes winter. We learned to surf' and other stuff.
Then my dad got married. He marries a woman I really didn't like. A woman called Laisy. She was very mean and had two daughters who were nice, but very spoiled. They moved with her to live with my dad in Portugal, which I was very jealous about. Whenever my dad got a new girlfriend, he wants to be what she wants so he changes. When he has a nice girlfriend, he is more relaxed. When he has a mean girlfriend, he gets very strict, and not like a good dad.
Eventually we only saw him like, once a year for two weeks in the summer vacation. Than he and Laisy got a divorce. I didn't mind.
He didn't leave Portugal, and he didn't pay what he had to pay my mom to take care of us [Dont know the name]
Which also means we didn't visit him much anymore. Sometimes I didn't see his for 1.5 year. He was in Portugal for 7 years which means I was about 9-10 when he came back. He only came back cause the company he started there failed and he had to get money from the bank for ages and he couldn't pay back. But they didn't want that anymore so he escaped back to the Netherlands again [Is where I live] He moved in with his mother cause he didn't have enough money to buy his own house.-----
This is all unedited. I know it's a weird ending but I didn't know how to end it. I just suck s writing.
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RandomOkay, first of all, this wasn't my idea. My mom found out I was cutting so she proposed that I should write down what is hurting me, hoping by letting out the steam I won't do it again. Let's see if this works...