the things I most regret are:
1. having absolutely no idea what I wanted to study, or where I wanted my life to go. left me a bit of an outsider not knowing.
2. losing out on so much education because of hospital visits. by the time I'd get out, the old place wouldn't take me and I had to find somewhere new
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4. not trying to make friends or even socialise.
it was a very lonely time indeed
5. not trying to make living conditions better for me.
Possible trigger:
I think the main thing here is (and I still say it to this day), I was scared of all the abuse.
my family were the worst family ever when it came to treating a child. they should have never had any.
telling the nurses for example that you wish your child died in hospital, that's really not on
nor is holding you up against a wall at home smacking you over the head with a saucepan, or pushing you down a flight of stairs... i'm 30 now, and I often wondered, if i'd actually moved out, if i'd actually bothered to find a charity or someone to help me, would things be diffrent.
I don't have anyone now. friends, family, relatives, all because of my stupid actions as a teen.
but can I blame myself. I don't know. I was, after all, put in to a scary situation with not much hope of getting out.
I think about this every day
it haunts me