My life story

Chapter 3

Alright enough about my horrible time in school. Let's talk about my childhood at home!!

We were a poor family. We lived day by day! Parents made sure we were doing good in school and will get somewhere in life. Everyone thought we were this perfect happy family. But the thing is, when the doors are closed and locked, it's a whole different story.

We didn't grow up in a abusive home. Yea we got spanked and got into trouble. But the thing is that I will never forget cause it traumatized me till this day.

My parents. They were always fighting and arguing. When mom got so mad she would pack up her stuff and took my grandma and three older sisters with her and left me behind. It broke my heart. All I could think was
'Did she not love me? Am I that bad of a child that she wouldn't take me? Why doesn't my mom want me?'

My dad didn't care cause he knew she'll be back within an hour. And she did. My mom would always have these nasty episode where she flips out, throw things, and threaten to kill herself in front of her kids.

That really traumatizes a kid. All I could think was 'why? Just why?'

It happened so often that after awhile you go numb and ignore it. I love my mom with all my heart. But she put our life through hell growing up.

Because of mom and her episodes growing up caused me to have bipolar, depression and anxiety. But that's a whole another story that I will tell in the future.