>>2447051I'm sorry. I mean, I feel bad for everyone in this thread who's experienced some kind of trauma, but I really hope your life gets better.
I had an ok childhood followed by a divorce I didn't care about at age twelve followed by the shittiest six years of my life until I went to college, have an insane mom who mistreated me, mistreats younger brother with Asperger's, emotional trauma, etc. There's too many stories to tell, but the worst part is how she's emotionally callous. As in, she'll fucking scream at and hit my brother for leaving out his drawings, then throw them out, but when we point out something wrong she's done she says we're attacking her, and acts hurt. Doesn't give a shit about us, just herself.
Anyway.
When I was 8, I was playing tag with my brother in my backyard, and the ground next to the cherry trees was really muddy. I slipped forward and one of the roots took all the skin off my knee, and all I saw was a gaping mud-covered hole on my leg when I got up. I go inside my house, and I show my mom.
I ask her to call a doctor, and she says I'm stupid and to go away. I go into the fucking tub to wash the mud and blood off, and I can see the outline of my bones through some thin layers of red.
My dad called the doctor, but I thought I was going to have my leg amputated and she didn't give a shit. Thanks, Mom.