Born in 1977 in a bad area in sydney suburbs.In one of the the top 5 worst areas.My best friend was murdered when she was 4 before we started school i remember the ambulance and body bag and all.Dad left when i was 10 Lived there until i was 11 and got into a little trouble while i was there with police so my mum decided enough was enough (i smashed a vacant house with my friends windows, walls everything ).Have 2 older brothers and one older sister all over 10 yrs older than me.We were lucky living there because most of the crime in the area was cause by people that my older brothers knew.We moved to a better area closer to the city and everything was ok.The kids there didnt like me much at first because they knew where i was from and didnt want to talk to me because they thought i was trouble.Only the naughty kids liked me so i hung around them.I hated that school lucky was only a few mths there till high school.Most of my friends went to a public school in the area and my mum didnt want me going there with them so she sent me to a girls school.All the nerds went there except one other girl so we hung together and lived only a few streets away so we caught the bus n train together every day.During our teenage years we did everything naughty that we could do(when i got the chance)mum was strict.We got drunk alot and i got some weed and got her stoned.She sneaked into a mans window at 14 and he raped her and it was a guy we knew well he denied it and she never went to the cops.We were babysitting that night and she left me and that happened to her.She came back and had a shower and told me when she got out.I was so mad the next day i confronted the greasy wog and he said to me that she wanted it i punched him in the face.After that she went real wild n trying to kill herself all the time.High school was good i was king of the kids lol the class clown everyone liked me there it was good.Was bad at school because i couldnt concentrate much and one teacher always said that i have the concentration span of a centipede.Went all the way through high school and finished and got my HSC.Got a boyfriend at 16 he was 17 was with him for 5 years and we got engaged.He cheated on me so we split.Amonth later i met my sons dad i was 20 and he was 27.He was a little psycho and i didnt realised till we moved together.Every single day hes screaming and yelling and hitting and punching things or me.We moved to another state so i knew nobody and things got really bad.I started smoking pot when i met him.I fell pregnant with billy and he was ok and would hurt me in other places but not my tummy.Like he would take a run off and kick me in the back of the legs or something he was cruel and bruised me bad alot but not the face much.I was getting fed up with him and wanted to die it was a shit life for me.I hated him so much and i told him all the time that even sex with him was making me sick.I found a girlfriend and he hated it but i needed some sweetness for a change.That went on for 8 mths and me and her decided to have some drugs speed and eccys over about 3 days.I went into psychosis and 7 days later my brothers arrived at my door after 15 hours driving and rescued me.I had concussion also because he headbutted me so i was sorta in and out of consiousness i dont remebber much.One of my brothers had a hammer in his back pocket he said he was gonna crack sculls like eggs lol.They took me i was skin and bones and hadnt taken care of myself at all in the past week.Billy was left with his father for the time being.They took me back to Sydney and all my family were waiting for me.They took me to hospital and i was in the ER for 3 days until my concussion went and they put me in a mental institution i had full blown psychosis and nothing they gave me helped me sleep.Was there for about a month under full surveillance it was bad.I didnt see my son the whole time he was with his dad i was crying every day for him.His dad would ring me in there and threaten me i was scared i would never see billy again.I got out he brang my son back for me.I shaved my head in there so my son was a bit weary when he seen me but after about1 min he wouldnt let me go i was so happy.Billys dad left to go back home.He visited once last year and my brother came to my house and bashed him while he was asleep it was so bad there was blood everywhere and i couldnt recognise him.I didnt want that i dont care how he treated me it wasnt my concern anymore.I was a witness against my brother because it was wrong of him to do that in my house to my sons dad.We havent heard from him since.When i was with him i thought everyone was scared of him.That was about a year ago.I met a nice guy when i got out and have been with him since.The best friend i was talking about fucked me over the day i moved in this house i dont see her no more.YOU FUCKING BASTARD.Now i am 8 weeks pregnant and so scared im not married and i need a bigger house all will work out well i hope i just want happiness.
jacquelyne Reviewed by jacquelyne on . Tell Us All A Little About Yourself... Being in Paris, France, The land of fine wine, I am kind of drunk off of it right now. So I decided to start a thread where people tell a little about themselves. I'll start it off, shall I? I was Born in Wisconsin, moved to Orange County, CA for a year or so, moved to Michigan, then to Minnesota. In 94 I moved to New Jersey for 2 years, then moved back to Minnesota. In 2002, my dad got a job transfer out to Paris, France for his work. I, just starting college decided to stay back and attend Rating: 5