I never had it bad really, not until I hit high school. For some reason I think I had an invisable (to me) "kick my ass" sign on me.

I got high school, lets see, I was beat on and called names everyday. I once got hit in the head with a hammer, on purpose, so I slammed a 2 x 4 against his face, and I got suspended. Then, I got locked in the washroom for a good 4hrs.

I used a washroom in the welding/mechanics section because I couldn't even take a piss without getting a bloody nose. So I was in the shit stall, a teacher came in, left, locked the door solid behind him, and there I was. I ended up smashing a window to get out. Cut my arm in the process, and the stupid pricipal thinks I was trying to kill myself and there was something wrong with me. I said this entire city is fucked and you'd be lucky if I made it out of here today without killing someone.

People saying how useless, fat and retarded you are everyday, from complete strangers, kind of gets to a person after time and you start to believe it.

Then after 2 semester there, I dropped out of school because suicide was knocking on my door at least 3 times a day.

BUT, my folks did kick me out because I had a bad drinking habit then and I stole to feed my habit. It was in Feb., about -30degC outside, and all I had on was a sweater. All the homeless shelters were full, so I went to the hospital. They basically told me I couldn't stay there, not even in the waiting room, and kicked me out the door. No one helped me that night and I got a cold, grim of reality.

I ended up going home, getting punished for my actions. Like loss of trust, big time. I continued stealing from everyone to feed my booze habit until I quit well over a year ago now. I'm off the drink, no longer steal, and during the last 2yrs, I have built a relationship again with my folks. I apologized to them, and I finally felt so bad about everything, I completly broke down.

But anyways...that's just the tip of the iceberg and I have never told anyone my story about what happened in the bathroom. So enough already! Get out of my business you snoops!! J/K

Peace.