Okay, for people who wonder why I am the way I am, who are overly concerned with my life, here's your beloved information that is such an essential matter. I guess it's my "biography" of sorts. When I was 2, my parents got divorced. Shortly after, my mother got together with this awesome guy, but she changed into a completely different person because he got her hooked on weed. My dad didn't get much action, but when I was 8, he met my stepmom, who is a complete bitch and honestly isn't good for him in any way, shape or form. She changed him into a verbally abusive, unloving dickhead. It takes virtually nothing to piss him off to such an extent that he will start throwing things and telling me to fight him rather than argue. Okay, back to my mom. That guy that my mom was dating, he practically raised me. He was there for me from about 3 years old to about 9, so about 6 years. I didn't meet him the first year of their dating because my mom wanted to make sure that they loved each other. They never got married, and they broke up the summer between 4th and 5th grade, and that really messed me up. I still have never seen him again. 2 months later, my mom found a new guy. He was nice, bought us lots of stuff. Very emotional. They got married after about 4 months of dating, when I was in 5th grade. The week after they were married, he started to develop a temper. He was at first verbally abusive, like my father, but it progressed. For 2 years, I was living with a maniac, in constant fear for my mom and my life. The first time he hit my mom, she came into my bawling and mortified. She slept in my twin-sized bed with me, and we were both mentally tortured, scared all night that he was going to attack us again. I was afraid that he was going to shoot us, but he wouldn't give us the pleasure of dying. We would have to carry on that life for 2 years of unwavering agony. I would go on to live full time with my father and stepmother, which I still do, and it's constant hell. He never takes my side in anything, and it's very clear that my stepmom would like me out of the house. My mom and douchedick finally broke up the simmer between my 7th and 8th grade years, and my mom just finally found a good guy who is about 10 years older than her, but he had been married before also and is just super chill. I do have diagnosed depression which is untreated, but luckily I'm not suicidal anymore. So yea. Bye.