So, where to start...
Listen to this first, then read on ->
[link]I was being cyber bullied by these people from somewhere in the UK, I finally got them off me awhile ago, Thank Odin of that... But yeah, I was going though some really bad times here at home. Mom and Dad had be fighting more then they normally do, and even though I block myself from them, I some how end up in the middle of it all.
So right after they go away, with the fighting still going on in the household, BAM! Yeah, bullying, again, agg.... It's like I'm a Jew in a room full of Nazis. As soon as I think I'm safe they find me again.
Now lets adds this...
Your mother goes and wastes the money in your family's bank account on slots. She payed for them with checks and 3 of those checks bounce. So now we OWE money that we don't have. Your father finds out, and he is already a tightass when it comes to money. They fight, fight, yell, scream, fight, throws you and you little brother into the ordeal and now you and your brother are at your fucking last straws. Now that everyone is screaming, yelling, and fighting it all takes a turn for the worse, again. Your brother puts a whole in is bedroom door, and is crying, which you don't see anymore. He is sick to his gut just like you. But he is saying he is going to blow his brains out. You get mad at this and chew out both your mother and father who are still fighting over money. Your mother basically says that she doesn't care anymore, which wouldn't hurt if it was about you, but it is also to your little brother. After you let out your built up rage you go upstairs, having the only thought that plagued you so much in the past come back, you grab on of the knifes and get ready to cut your hand off. Your mother, still in her own fucking world, grabs you trying to make you stop, of course now you want to attack her for doing this but you give in due to some hope that everything will workout. Your father shows up and trys to pin the blame on your mother, after which you yell at him that it isn't all her fault, that it's a joining effect of them both that has gotten this mess of a family to this point. After a long night of being on the frontlines of the battlefield you get no rest.
In the morning you wake up to your parents in another fight as they get ready to leave. Finding out that your father had called someone for marriage counseling and got in right away. After which they go and get your mother into Gamblers Anonymous. You get the phone as soon as they leave and call the only person you could think of asking for help form, Regina, one of your best friend's mother.
You explain that a fight has broke out in the household and if things go from where they are now to the point you have to leave that you will not have anyplace to go, and you refuse to stay at your grandmother's house due to other family issues and your aunt's have no room for you, and add that your uncle is a pothead with no job and he is staying with your one aunt at the moment you can't go to him for help.
She lovingly says you are allowed to stay if you need too. Which clears up the matter of a place to stay if you must leave. Now you hit the internet, looking up info on SSI, Medicare, Food Stamps, anything that can help you if you need it. You get that done you call your friend and tell her the ordeal then you fall asleep.
When you parents get home, things seem to be changing around alittle. And it starts to get better as the week goes on; Thankful things are making a comeback for once in your life.
So that is the jest of my story. At the time I'm at a standstill with myself, artwork, and weight due to this bullshit. I wish Aya was here... Why Aya? I just feel like I need her...
Thats all I feel like posting for now. I'll try to be alittle more active here on dA.
I love you all
-Triptych
Holidays 
Yes, I love my books! And yeah, thats all I asked for >_< Omg, I forgot to list the extra gifts, lmao.
guess my family are sick of me walking around in Ts and underwear, lmao.
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