A “happy” home!!

An experience of mine! Or life of mine !

Everyone I love is once a stranger, but they know me by heart now.
And my parents, we are nothing but strangers living under the same roof in the name of family.

My family
has a dad who slept with other women more than my mum he is abusive,drunk and a cowardly successful businessman.

My mum, for she is stuck, can’t move away; she has nothing to live for but her husband, though she was abused,cheated on for more than 20 years. I hate my mother for it; she can’t speak for herself.

My brother is deprived of love.

For me, I was raised in slaps and treats as if I’m a dog, which they called “love.”
I’m chained to a leash that allows me to reach only a certain distance.
It was wonderful until I started going out of my house, but yet it’s been months since I went out of my house, more likely my room.
I can’t speak up (not allowed to), act ,choose my own path, or even love someone. They don’t know me at all, neither do I, but I did love them when I was little. I did want them to see me. I did care for them, though they hit me for unnecessary things. And now I’m here with a heart full of sorrow. I’ve got no love to give to anyone else. I’ve nothing but my dark heart and mind.They took away the only things I ever truly cared and loved about ,my two kittens. I live with the memories of my past in the present.

Growing up, everyone told me that my parents gave me everything and that I had everything to be envious of; yes, I agree, indeed, a lot of things unasked for, yet I’m still here deprived of everything! All I needed was some love and some self-respect for myself!