My Childhood

We had a feud with the neighbour's kids who moved into the building across from ours cause they thought it was a good idea to corner our youngest cousin & bully him. (╬￣皿￣)凸   reply

I shit myself in a museum. While i hid myself in the bathroom my grandpa, who was supervising me along with my mom, ran to the Target across the street to grab me some new underwear. He got some of the most vicious glares from the other people in the aisle. I've never lived that down. ------------------------------------------------------------......   reply

Dont wanna poop at school's stinky restroom so I would always endure it until I get home, thus our class would always got an issue of smelly shit of someone pooping on their sit. Dont know how but I would always get myself out from being caught thus they thought it was from many ppl when it actually was from one person   1 reply

When I was around 5yo I was sexually abused a couple of times by one of my parents friend (he was older, like 50 yo) , never said shit not even until today... The worst part for me was that when I was around 7 yo it was found out he abused other kids and sent to jail... by then my mother said "my kid would never have let him do this kind of thing t......   1 reply

CW: Brief mentions of 9/11, gender dysphoria, depression, undiagnosed autism, corporal punishment (aka physical abuse), domestic violence, imaging standing at the edge of a building (this was an example of my proto-intrusive thoughts that lead to intrusive thoughts regarding suicide...I don't mention this here, but my proto-intrusive thoughts did i......   reply

we had 2 maids and they were both abusive. my parents were at work 24/7 so they really did not know anything until my sister decided to confess to them. they were both fired eventually.   1 reply

I remember a lot from my childhood. My earliest memory was when I was around 3 and we got a puppy! I also watched said puppy get hit by a red truck chasing the neighbors cat. From age 6-7... that was a dark time in my life.   1 reply

I remember when I was in first grade the teacher told us to get in line and there was this kid who was behind me and we started talking to each other then somehow we just started jumping up and down then he accidentally jumped forward and he kissed me. He moved to Philadelphia a few months later. I never saw him again.   reply