XxReaper454xX
February 22nd, 2013, 11:23 PM
Well, to begin this let me introduce myself. My name is Fredrick, Everyone just calls me FreddieBear or Fred. I'm 15 years old, I'm 5'8 about 190 pounds. I live in the forest of western Pennsylvania, with my grandpa. I've never lived with my parents, and i've never met my father. For all i know he doesn't want me to be his child. So there is the basics, now I will be telling you all the tale of my life.
I haven't always been depressed, i used to be happy all the time, when i was a kid it's all i liked to do was be happy and makes others happy. I was the little chubby kid that talked alot more then he should. I was like this up until i was about 6. My aunt and uncle moved into the house next to me. Which also means that my cousins moved in up there. I loved my cousins too death. But they were the biggest bunch of assholes i could have ever dealt with. My older cousin, Lets call him J, would have fun picking on me and making up nicknames for me because i was "fat" persay. He grew up wrestling his whole life so he was a stick and built. He would watch WWE, he got almost everything he wanted. I was 6 so that would make him about 13. Well he thought it was awesome and we used to have like fake wrestling matches in his house. He used to be awesome untill i hit about 8. He then built a ring in his backyard. He would then start putting me through wooden tables and stuff for fun. And everytime i wouldn't do it he would make fun of me and call me names, well i would go tell my grandfather. He would yell at me. My cousin still brings it back to haunt me to this day. So yeah, all the verbal and physical abuse from him ruined my childhood. He then moved away. I'm about 10 now. C, my cousin that has lived with me my whole life is now coming home and telling me about he is doing drugs and shit. I don't think anything of it at the time. I'm starting to get fatter, and fatter and fatter, I'm probably 13 and almost 200 pounds, i have alot of friends a girlfriend the whole deal at the beginning of the school year. The year rolls on my gf dumps me(still haven't had one since then) and i lose alot of my friends due to issues with me and them. I'm about 220 pounds at the end of the year. 8th grade year i get sent away to a privite school, i play football i wrestle. I have an amazing year, other then the fact that i have maybe 3 friends there because people are selfcentered assholes. my grandmother and my grandfather seperate about march of 2012 I come home for summer and i decide i'm not going back. I played football, startiing Defensive tackle. After football season... My life really goes down hill. we start having really bad money troubles, my grandpa develops lung cancer. He can't do much, my older cousin has been in and out of the phyc ward for about 4 months, he moves back in. We still have bill troubles so my grandfather lets my cousin J that pretty much ruined my whole childhood for me move in and deal with him everyday. Now we get to where i am now, i'm 15 years old, i literally wake up in the mornings, go to school, come home and clean the whole house myself, do homework, and go to sleep, Rinse and Repeat every weekday. Weekends i do more cleaning and i try to get out of the house. My cousins J or C don't help clean at all and i'm the only one that cleans the house anymore. So this is my life story. Single for 2 years, i have maybe 3 or 4 good friends that idk what i would do without. I know i missed alot of details in this story. I just made it a summary. If you have any questions feel free to ask me, i'm not afraid to answer any questions concerns about anything.
I haven't always been depressed, i used to be happy all the time, when i was a kid it's all i liked to do was be happy and makes others happy. I was the little chubby kid that talked alot more then he should. I was like this up until i was about 6. My aunt and uncle moved into the house next to me. Which also means that my cousins moved in up there. I loved my cousins too death. But they were the biggest bunch of assholes i could have ever dealt with. My older cousin, Lets call him J, would have fun picking on me and making up nicknames for me because i was "fat" persay. He grew up wrestling his whole life so he was a stick and built. He would watch WWE, he got almost everything he wanted. I was 6 so that would make him about 13. Well he thought it was awesome and we used to have like fake wrestling matches in his house. He used to be awesome untill i hit about 8. He then built a ring in his backyard. He would then start putting me through wooden tables and stuff for fun. And everytime i wouldn't do it he would make fun of me and call me names, well i would go tell my grandfather. He would yell at me. My cousin still brings it back to haunt me to this day. So yeah, all the verbal and physical abuse from him ruined my childhood. He then moved away. I'm about 10 now. C, my cousin that has lived with me my whole life is now coming home and telling me about he is doing drugs and shit. I don't think anything of it at the time. I'm starting to get fatter, and fatter and fatter, I'm probably 13 and almost 200 pounds, i have alot of friends a girlfriend the whole deal at the beginning of the school year. The year rolls on my gf dumps me(still haven't had one since then) and i lose alot of my friends due to issues with me and them. I'm about 220 pounds at the end of the year. 8th grade year i get sent away to a privite school, i play football i wrestle. I have an amazing year, other then the fact that i have maybe 3 friends there because people are selfcentered assholes. my grandmother and my grandfather seperate about march of 2012 I come home for summer and i decide i'm not going back. I played football, startiing Defensive tackle. After football season... My life really goes down hill. we start having really bad money troubles, my grandpa develops lung cancer. He can't do much, my older cousin has been in and out of the phyc ward for about 4 months, he moves back in. We still have bill troubles so my grandfather lets my cousin J that pretty much ruined my whole childhood for me move in and deal with him everyday. Now we get to where i am now, i'm 15 years old, i literally wake up in the mornings, go to school, come home and clean the whole house myself, do homework, and go to sleep, Rinse and Repeat every weekday. Weekends i do more cleaning and i try to get out of the house. My cousins J or C don't help clean at all and i'm the only one that cleans the house anymore. So this is my life story. Single for 2 years, i have maybe 3 or 4 good friends that idk what i would do without. I know i missed alot of details in this story. I just made it a summary. If you have any questions feel free to ask me, i'm not afraid to answer any questions concerns about anything.