This is my life…

Categories: Blog,October 2018

Part 1: This is me

Pain. Toxic. Misunderstood. No-one “gets” me and nobody can help me. After 10 years of calling them my family, I had to move. A transition that felt like death to me and made me even angrier and more aggressive.

Turns out this new space is quite welcoming. The people here understand me and actually like me. But I still harbour hate and anger towards my biological father. He’s a loner with money. My step-father on the other hand, is a good man with a good heart. I love him to bits. He brings out happy feelings and helps calm the anger towards my biological father. However, those happy feelings were short-lived when he got seriously ill. I’m devastated and can’t believe it.

My anger levels are at an all-time high. I’m breaking day by day. My soul is becoming a toxic pit and needs to be contained. I try therapy but it doesn’t help… It’s getting worse! I’m a ticking time-bomb waiting to explode. If my step-father dies… I’m gone. The little that is left of me will be GONE!

Part 2: Big dark brown eyes           Part 3: My grandmother…Stronger than steel