I was raised by a mentally ill father, he's had brain surgery and didn't know much right from wrong, I sat back as he abused my older brother, which made my brother lash out towards me. Or try and protect me, I was confused at the time but I see this now. For 6 years of my life I lived like this, jumping school, until we took a drastic jump to a different state. This caused court issues between him and my Mom, we told our story to the court, Mom was immediately appointed legal guardian Dad had no say in the matter. We stay with her, I, Overweight at the time. And getting ridiculed by the kids at school for the longest time. I try to do as many sports as possible to lose the weight, I just wanted the name calling to stop, Football, Wrestling and Baseball. I stuck with the first two. Baseball just caused more ridicule. By fourth grade I found a few friends and stayed away from the crowds of kids making fun of me when I drew near them, One of them I found particularly nice and out going. She was nice to everyone, even kids she hurt. I tried to get close to her since she was the only person I could talk to. I ended growing a small crush for her, it seemed like nothing to me but it blossomed fast. Sixth grade came a long and I lost a ton of the weight,the name calling stopped but the friendships didn't change. I stayed with this girl, she was the only one I wanted. I hid my feelings, scared she'd reject me. Shy. I thought I was to attached to her so I branched off, joined the 'popular' group in seventh grade, worst decision ever. Nearing the end of seventh grade I went back to her, I climbed back to her 'bestfriend' level within a month or two. One of those I had used her bestfriend to get back to being close to her. I feel bad for using her like that but I couldn't be without her, she was my world. I leave to go and see my Dad over summer and every day was Hell. I finally get back, and that friend I used I feel sorry for and become friends with to make amends with myself. But I finally get a chance to talk to the girl of my dreams, I try to ask her out. But I chicken out and I use sports as my breakthrough. I told myself, if we won our first game. That was a sign that we were destine to be together. Well that kicked me in the ass when game time came around. We win, with flying colors. I finally ask her out, after getting coaxed to by friends. It's been almost five months since that day and I've had no regrets of doing that. She's my true love, and everything done before was worth it. I love my life now, I wouldn't trade it for anyone. Or anything.
Basically, no matter where you came from, everything gets better, just give it time.
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