When i was a kid (after mom died when i was 7) the adults made me have a bowl of soup only per day. They thought i was being fed at school but i refused to learn anything they tried to tell me (I would learn in my own time.) So i did not get any food at school. I would just go and climb trees as a kid and play foot ball and ride motor bikes that i stole. I also used to steal milk in the morn from peeps houses cause i knew i would not get enough whatever milk gives in the day.

I would get home (oh and btw , i was wild because of the frakin hypocrites that ran my life.) and i would be sent to my room, in the middle of summer and i could hear the other kids out side and i was starved.

I would be reading and i would smell the adults cooking. Beef steak , vegs peepers, salts etc etc etc etcetc etc etc etc .

I was beaten (but that was normal.) then i had to sit in a room and 'smell the cooking food'. I would then take a boot lace and chew it for the whole time i could hear them and smell the food.

In the end the adults would feel guilty, they would make me sit in front of a really nice meal and say to me 'say grace'? i was like frak you , go and rot in hell you bastards'. I will only pray in a church. They were so bad and they tried to be all 'i wrote poetry (published) and i am a mega peep in oil so you have to say grace to me'...i said frak you.

f*cking hell i hated them, they are dead now and i still hate them..

All it takes now to trigger me (as an adult) sometimes is the smell of food


sorry.
xxx