Most Helpful Girl
It was okay. Got hit a lot coz i was bad, but nothing that severe. Had few friends. Thought about running away. Hated my family few times. Suicidal thoughts. Average grades. Meh, it was okay.1
Most Helpful Guy
I was beaten physically from age 3 to 14. I picked up a screwdriver instinctively at age 14 and almost killed him with it, after that, he stopped beating me. This same man also tried to shoot me in the head when I was very young, I do not remember what age.
My childhood is very blanked out and I do not remember much, I desperately wish I did.
My parents (mom) was extremely strict religious type. I could not even watch cartoons with glowing eyes because it was "Satanic". It was very, very strict, so...
When I found sex, and drugs, and death metal I fell fully into it. Given the abuse I was suffering/suffered, I just wanted to die, so I did a lot of drugs. I ended up selling drugs, having one night stands, and making friends with the most violent of people.
Eventually I met a wolf at a wolf sanctuary that bonded to me, a 240LB Canadian Tundra wolf who was violent, and angry, and only two or three people could go in there with him. But he bonded to me, and we became best friends, and one day, God told me, if you go to prison (Where I was headed) I will not see the wolf again, and if I die (Also where I was headed) I would never see him again.
That woke me up, and I cleaned up, after having one near fatal drug overdose I had one more and quite everything, cleaned up, now I live legit, it's hard AF but that's pretty much it.
Sorry for the long story1