My “Aunt” not even going to keep her name anonymous because I hope that so done on this site knows that b****. Okay, so Aida Garcia Aguirre aka Judy Aguirre (Her maiden name). She accused me of f****** MOLESTING my cousin (her youngest child) and my little sister.
MY OWN F****** SISTER!
Like what the hell?!
She sent her son Nikolas to go tell her ‘Ex-Friend’ that I was touching him and my sister innapropriatly. So the next day, the police and C.P.S. were called. I was pulled away for questioning. At the time, I didn’t even know what Molesting was. That is, until they explained it to me… I broke down in tears. I was scared that I was going to be taken away for something that I didn’t do.
My other cousin Emily. Her oldest. Has been beaten by her own mother. Shes beaten them with yardsticks until she’s satisfied. She’s thrown Emily against the wall when she was a toddler like a rag doll just because she had an accident.
I am depressed and sometimes I just want to die. My mom’s ex. My younger siblings father. Attempted to kill her multiple times… He’s put her head through a wall, threatened to shoot her when she was pregnant with my little sister just because she wasn’t a boy, we (Me, my little brother and little sister) were cornered against the backdoor, our mom standing in front of us-sheilding us- from him. He was trying to shoot us, or rather me. I am not ‘His’ daughter. I have a different father and he hates that fact.
My mom has tried to commit suicide by overdosing before she was pregnant with my brother… I was only 4 and we lived alone…
I just want to end my life… I just want to stop feeling pain… but I can’t…
Apparently I am the one keeping my mom alive and I dont want to leave and then she abandon my siblings and they get stuck with their father.
I dont want to hurt anyone, but I dont want to hurt anymore either…
I’m just so f****** tired.
Tired of feeling pain.
Tired of being the Black Sheep.
Tired of being lied to.
Tired of being accused of things that I didn’t do.
Tired of being alone.
Tired of having no one to talk to.
So.. there is/are my pain(s)/truths…
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If I was there, I’d wrap you in the biggest, warmest, longest hug. You need to be loved so much. I’m sorry for all the pain you are going through.
So would I. I’d throw away all my own struggles to take care of you. I’d protect you and throw myself in front of your dad’s gun the next time he aimed it at you or your siblings. I’d put my fencing skills to good use and finally stab someone with an actual sword instead of my practice blade.
I’m so sorry that your life is like this.