Hi my friends,
I never share how I become an addict because it is very painful and not interesting (past is past...)but I think you can understand me.
BUT REMEMBER DON’T JUDGE ME OR MY FAMILY HARD OK ? I FORGIVE THEM COMPLETELY AND THEY FORGIVE ME !
If i resume my childhood in one word,it will be "violence".
Not child violence but an adult level of violence between child, I mean bones crushing,beat down on the head with feet,with a baseball bat,and even choking.
I went three times at the hospital,
I was operated 2 times.so I wear scar for life, wear piece of metal to let the bones stuck
My brother crush my hand so hard,he cut my nerve and I lost partially the mobility of my finger (the surgeon tied my nerve so I can partially move it together)
So yeah,I knew what is the violence,but the thing is I didn’t fight for me . I can endure that,it is not a problem but I can’t bear when my older beat my little brother !
Each time they said “I will kill you” and start to hit,I went between them and said to the stronger “I’ll kill you first”
I think my parents fears them,they are dangerous, this is why I intervene myself no matter how I fear them ,I jumped on the fight because I can endure the fight and the pain and I don’t think my parents can.
I prefer take the hits before someone else.
But do you think my parents thank me ? Not at all ! They scolded me because I jumped into something that is not my business ! SO WHY DID YOU LET THEM !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!IF IT’S NOT ME ? WHO ELSE ???????
Yeah I pray for they suffers ,I enjoyed when they fight each others.
Do you know how many times I cried during this time ? NONE !
Till one day in November 2008,I was so low and deep and miserable ,I beg my mother to help me
Do you know what she said ? “hit you head on the wall,I don’t care”
This exactly what I did.
And I cried and screamed all afternoon.
I lived in and for violence.
Do you think I was alone ? no ! I have my secret island of peace,
when I locked myself in toilet and do what you know ,in this world ,the girls were pretty and love me.(no porn ,I discover this years later and I never really enjoyed it even now)
But it have a cost.
Shame.Guilt.you know them.
Years passed like this.
You can see I don’t prayed, I didn’t know how it works ! understand me,I was in violence since so many years ! where I could learn that !!
But I have an another friend.Tehilim ,Psalms.