REPOST 12 true stories, some tiny, some not. (184 hits)
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Submitted by >McDougal< (View user info) at 2008-09-26 11:36:57 EDT
Picture didn't attach, here's attempt 2.
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1.) I was born 3 months premature, with a birth weight of 2 pounds, 1 ounce. I spent 3 months in the hospital, most of it in an incubator. I also had to have emergency hernia surgery during that three month period. I had an IV placed in the side of my head, because it's hard to find veins on babies. When the IV was taken out, the nurse removing the tubing ripped off a piece of tape that was securing the tube to the side of my face. When she did it, my skin ripped, and I sill have a 1/4 inch scar to this day.
2.) My parents adopted 6 "troubled" children that were all biologically related to each other from a foster family when I was 5. Selfishly, I blame them for much of my unhappiness. (not ALL of them, there are a few that I am close to.) Subsequently, each one of them have been in and out of a correctional facility AT LEAST once. Sometimes, I guess some people can't be helped.
3.) My moms had cancer in her uterus when I was about 6. Thankfully, doctors were able to surgically remove all of the cancer. Unfortunately, doing so was only possible by doing a complete hysterectomy. I still wonder what it would have been like to have a sibling that was biological, and if it would have made any difference in my life.
4.) I was considered a 'gifted' child in my elementary years, my test scores were in the 96-98 percentile on standardized tests, and I was a well-adjusted kid. I was molested while in elementary school, and my grades fell and my psyche, as well. I still to this day blame what happened to me as a big reason why I wasn't more successful in school and other endeavors.
5.) I almost set my house on fire. I wasn't a pyromaniac, but when I was 13, I noticed a long strand of string hanging off of the box springs of my bed. I took a lighter to burn the string off, and it acted like a fuse, igniting the stuffing materials in the box springs. Luckily, there was a bathroom sink in the hallway adjacent to my room, and I frantically ran back and forth with buckets of water to put out the fire. The fire brigades of old would have been proud. I told my mom immediately, but my dad didn't find out for a few years.
6.) My dad was never a drunk, and he was always "physically" in the household, but I've spent most of my life not really knowing WHO he is. He isn't exactly the kind of guy you could talk to.
7.) Growing up, my dad wouldn't outright BEAT us, but my siblings and I usually got smacked and hit with objects a lot when we did something he didn't like. I remember once, one of my brothers and I were having an argument over something, and he picked us up by our hair, and slammed our heads together. Without a word, he turned, walked down the hall and back down the stairs to his trusty recliner. I remember having a lot of emo moments when I would get upset and couldn't understand how he could hit me if he loved me.
8.) I harbored a lot of anger at my mother for a long time because of how my dad treated me. While she would put on her angry face and yell at him for hitting us or verbally berating us to no end, she never really DID anything about it. Another emo moment, I guess.
9.) I remember sleeping with a baseball bat under my bed at night because I never knew if, or when my adopted siblings would decide to gang up on me and kick the shit out of me for whatever it was I may have done to piss them off earlier in the day. We had plenty of fights with each other growing up, but I felt if given the chance, they'd jump me.
10.) When I was 19, one of my brothers introduced me to a friend of his and his girlfriend. Within a small matter of time, the girlfriend said she was breaking up with him, and wanted me, so we started hanging out. I was in the middle of banging her when the brother of mine that introduced us walked in while we were fucking. He was pissed, blaming me for it, and saying I was an asshole for fucking his friend's girlfriend. Turns out, she never broke up with him, nor wanted to. Oh well, them's the breaks I guess.
11.) I have three tattoos, and the older I get, the more I wonder if I really NEEDED to get them. I guess you can say I've started regretting it, not for moral or religious reasons, but because they're really shitty tattoos, and I have one on the back of my wrist that is visible to everyone. Looking back on it, I'm still not sure if I should have gotten them in the first place.
12.) I got married in 2005, a month after I turned 21. My wife was 25 at the time, and we only knew each other for about 2 months before we married, and we only dated 6 weeks of that. We're still married to this day, and we had our first son December of 2007, and he is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. Of course, while I know I'm biased, I think all parents feel this way about their children. Looking back on things, our marriage has been very hard, for a number of reasons. We didn't REALLY know each other before marrying, so we had to get to know each other as we went along. She is Filipino, and the differences in culture can create a lot of friction in the relationship. Looking back, I don't regret any of the decisions I've made, but I sometimes wonder if we can endure the test of time. Hopefully so.
Drop those -2's like bombs, if you wish. For those who might be curious, here's a picture of my son. I know there are some crass people on this site, so I'll do my best to ignore any rude or degrading comments that I may get, but please.. be kind to my son. He means the world to me.
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