Everyone always thinks that I had this perfect childhood by just looking at me, but they don't know half of the shit that I had to go through. I had a rough childhood, and it's something I don't even wish on my worst enemy.
To the world, dad was a king and mom was a queen but to me, they weren't the parents I made them out to be. I pretended to have this happy life, but that wasn't true at all.
Dad left us when I was two years old, dad left mom for another woman. He promised me that he would come and visit me, but there were days where I waited so long, and he never showed up.
He wrote letters to me, tell me how sorry he was for not showing up because he had a crisis at work and he couldn't have just left. After a while, the letters stopped as well, and I never heard from him again.
Mom started drinking like a fish; telling me that it was her escape from all the pain and the sadness that she had in her heart. She started staying out nights, leaving me all alone at home. There were so many nights that I cried myself to sleep because she wasn't there for me anymore.
My nana wanted to take me away from her, but mom didn't let her, she promised her that she would get better even went to rehab for two months; sobering up pretty good, but when she came out, everything changed again.
She met someone, but he was also a heavy drinker. She wanted to help him to stop drinking, but it didn't work she caved, and she started drinking again. Just when I thought I had my mom back, I lost her again.
I was three when they got married, but our life still wasn't perfect because they would drink and still forget about me there were so many nights that I went to bed hungry because I was still too little to do anything for myself.
Mom fell pregnant when I was five, and things went a little better, she didn't drink a drop because she didn't want to harm the baby it was a boy. I was going to have a little brother, and I was so excited.
Things were still not great Douglas didn't like the fact that mom wasn't drinking with him, so he started hitting her even though she was pregnant he didn't care. I always hide in a closet, closing my eyes and placing my hands over my ears because I didn't want to hear her screaming for help, I knew I couldn't do anything about it.
It went on for months when mom finally built up the courage to leave. We moved into a caravan because that was the only thing we could afford. We heard that Douglas passed away from over excessive drinking, he started drinking from the moment he opened his eyes until he passed out drunk.
It was my six birthday, we were eating cake, blowing out candles and mom told me to make a wish. Like you could guess I wished that my baby brother was here and what happened next isn't a mystery, he was born.
A beautiful baby boy I was so lucky to have him as my brother and I also knew he was going to be my best friend. Mom was smiling again and not those fake smiles she was happy, genuinely happy, and it was all because of my baby brother.
Things went great for two years and then it went sour. Mom started drinking again, and I was the one left with the dirty diaper duty. She started staying out at few nights again, not caring about us, I was luckily six, and I started caring for myself.
Nana wanted to take us again, but mom promised her that she would sober up which only lasted until she got out. Nana, unfortunately, passed away only a few months after that which meant we didn't have any family left because I knew no one on my dad's side.
He was a stranger to me I didn't remember him at all, there was nothing to remember. They say a father is supposed to be there for his kids, but my dad was somewhere living life to the full, and he forgot all about me like I wasn't important enough anymore.
I will hate him for as long as I live.
To be continued...
*So some details behind her childhood. There will be three more chapters like this. I am sorry if I made you cry.
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