Shoutbox

My mom and dad used to argue all the time. Used to fight, scream, i remember one christmas morning after a night of rowing, walking into a living room full of broken glass and cutting my feet to ribbons, really upset me.

Another time my dad broke one of my moms ribs and i went to stay with my moms friend for a while, that was a difficult time because i knew what was going on while my mom was in hospital, but everyone was trying to pretend all was fine.

Another time my mom tried to get away but my dad jumped on her bonnet while she was trying to get off the drive, and i just remember screaming at him to stop but he wouldnt.

Another time when they were arguing they both screamed at me to "choose which one i wanted to live with, dad or mom" and i just remember crying and crying because i didnt want to choose. Eventually they got divorced when i was 6, but both my grandads died in the next 2 years so it wasnt a happy childhood for myself, and being bullied up untill i was 14 didnt help either.

My point it life goes on, don't dwell on your past no matter how horrible it may be, just live and learn. And better yourself from watching others mistakes.