I was 12 when I figured out why I didn't fit and everything was always wierd, guys talking about girls butts and sex and I always felt like I liked the guys more than the girls they were looking at, one day I went to my counselor thinking I was special or something and that I would need specific counseling and that I was different but when I explained to my counselor that I liked guys more than girls the counselor said it is normal so the next day I took the next step.
I told my parents and things were not as easy as with the counselor, my mom was confused but okay with it and my dad slapped me and I fell with a bloody lip and a red hand mark on my cheek, he screamed at me and then at my mom and when he went to hit her I jumped in front and the next thing I knew I was in the hospital with my mom, I had blacked out, and bad, still today my headaches are more painful than everyone else's and some things I couldn't do, the doctor says that I had gotten dyslexia and I didn't believe her but when I saw my b's and d's they were swapped and things got harder but my reflexes weren't affected luckily for me, our teams best soccer player.
In the next couple months my parents were divorced and the custody battles were faster, my parents switch week by week and can trade holidays, I like my moms more than my dads but he won't let me just live with my mom so I accept it. But here's were things get fun, my whole life flipped upside down, threw me in a pit of spikes and walked away.
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Each Step A Little Closer
General FictionA boy named Alex goes through the hardest time I his life, his only thought is suicide and with all the things going on his his life, I wouldn't blame him.
