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JERO :

Mental, great content💚

MindHorizon | Psychologie :

Ohh interesting 😮

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I was born into this miserable world. I spent my childhood crying, from age 1 to 3 I don't know why I was crying but I was always crying day and night. At first they were happy with my arrival, my father and my mother, but with so much crying my father started to stay away from me. When I was two years old my second brother came, he was the complete opposite of me and from there my suffering began. My brother was born and they loved him so much. We grew up, I became 6 or 7 years old, my father always beat me during school days. My life was: I go to school and see the teachers bullying me and no friends playing with me, and fear of teachers because of my father, then I come back from school and my father searches me to see if I'm hiding a paper or a dictation even though I used to get 4 and 4.5 out of 5 but he didn't like it and he would beat me. Then I would go to my aunt, she was teaching me and she beat me a lot, once my nose bled but I didn't complain because if I complained I would be beaten by my aunt and my father. I study at her place, memorize by heart, then go home for my father to listen to me, but from just seeing my father out of fear of him I forget everything. I found no comfort because even in summer I was studying and I was beaten with many things like a stick, a hose, and a bamboo cane and I was only 6 years old. While my father would take my younger brother with him to his friends, I was studying and getting beaten. My brother always failed at school and no one talked to him, but I was always beaten by my father and my aunt, and bullied at school, and neglected by my mother. I never knew tenderness and love for a single day from anyone. My brother grew up and made friends because my father always took him with him and introduced him to people, but me he never took even once. I grew up with a feeling of loneliness and living just because I am alive. My father and mother always fought and I was afraid because I knew it would be my turn. Just hearing my father's voice or hearing his car or hearing his door knock I would tremble with fear. I never felt feelings of love at all, he always made me do very hard work

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