tomta20012
06-07-2014, 04:56 PM
The Dying Game
I cant really paint a full picture of each incident but ill try my best.
Since I was very young, as far back as I could remember. I would constantly worry about my mum's health, she would tell me stories about how she was sick she was and that she may die. I always would imagine how I could invent cures for what ever illness she would describe to me. I know it sound silly but one of those illnesses was arthritis.
A male ****ed me in my cot
Mum would constantly talk about how her cousin would molest her in her cot.
She would tell me that she had a photographic memory and could remember as far back as a baby when her cousin gary would molest her in her cot.
This was only one of the sick stories that she would tell us, but I feel it was the most damaging.
I don't know if you can understand how bad it was. So I'll try to explain. I think she started telling me this **** from around 3 to 4 years old, hearing that **** ****ED ME UP!
Every time I looked at another female child, I would repeat in my head. "I am not a child molester, I am not a child molester. It was a obsessive compulsive disorder which bacame so overwhelming that one day, when I was about 10, I rebelled and said to myself, "Maybe I am a child molester!"
The second thing my mum did, that I feel was wrong was describe the act of sex way too early. My brother and I would always fantasize about sex and would be humping our pillows. We would often go and play sex games with the foster kids.
Deep down I always down suspected that my mum was the real child molester.
My Mum killed my dad
I know my dad was bad... or was he. I always question my self now, because I can still feel that woman in my head. Dad had a bad temper and would hit us with a jockey whip. He even ripped my ear when me and by brother was fighting.
I know he was bad but I could see my mum ****ing with his mind!
Once me and my siblings were out the front watching dad build a wall. Dad told mum to keep the bloody kids away from his work, its dangerous. Mum told him that we wanted to watch him. Some kind of sick power struggle surely had happened because after mum went inside the house dad dropped a brick on my head.
I kept telling mum that dad dropped it on my head but she didn't believe me.
My mum starting having violent fights with dad, I can't remember them, she lied to dad and left with us children for the city. She got her government money. Then that is when my mind really started to decay. She was such an evil person. Her physical and mental abuse was just as bad as dad, even worse! Since it still haunts me today!
My mum would always criticize my dad constantly. After she left my dad she said to us once "I never said anything bad about you father." This is already in itself a hit on dad even if she didn't know it.
My mum cut my penis off.
My mum was a feminist and she would always kill males. She would often say to us, Men stop women succeeding, men hit rape and molest children. Men earn more money that women.
more?
I cant really paint a full picture of each incident but ill try my best.
Since I was very young, as far back as I could remember. I would constantly worry about my mum's health, she would tell me stories about how she was sick she was and that she may die. I always would imagine how I could invent cures for what ever illness she would describe to me. I know it sound silly but one of those illnesses was arthritis.
A male ****ed me in my cot
Mum would constantly talk about how her cousin would molest her in her cot.
She would tell me that she had a photographic memory and could remember as far back as a baby when her cousin gary would molest her in her cot.
This was only one of the sick stories that she would tell us, but I feel it was the most damaging.
I don't know if you can understand how bad it was. So I'll try to explain. I think she started telling me this **** from around 3 to 4 years old, hearing that **** ****ED ME UP!
Every time I looked at another female child, I would repeat in my head. "I am not a child molester, I am not a child molester. It was a obsessive compulsive disorder which bacame so overwhelming that one day, when I was about 10, I rebelled and said to myself, "Maybe I am a child molester!"
The second thing my mum did, that I feel was wrong was describe the act of sex way too early. My brother and I would always fantasize about sex and would be humping our pillows. We would often go and play sex games with the foster kids.
Deep down I always down suspected that my mum was the real child molester.
My Mum killed my dad
I know my dad was bad... or was he. I always question my self now, because I can still feel that woman in my head. Dad had a bad temper and would hit us with a jockey whip. He even ripped my ear when me and by brother was fighting.
I know he was bad but I could see my mum ****ing with his mind!
Once me and my siblings were out the front watching dad build a wall. Dad told mum to keep the bloody kids away from his work, its dangerous. Mum told him that we wanted to watch him. Some kind of sick power struggle surely had happened because after mum went inside the house dad dropped a brick on my head.
I kept telling mum that dad dropped it on my head but she didn't believe me.
My mum starting having violent fights with dad, I can't remember them, she lied to dad and left with us children for the city. She got her government money. Then that is when my mind really started to decay. She was such an evil person. Her physical and mental abuse was just as bad as dad, even worse! Since it still haunts me today!
My mum would always criticize my dad constantly. After she left my dad she said to us once "I never said anything bad about you father." This is already in itself a hit on dad even if she didn't know it.
My mum cut my penis off.
My mum was a feminist and she would always kill males. She would often say to us, Men stop women succeeding, men hit rape and molest children. Men earn more money that women.
more?