Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-24694044-20140321201817/@comment-26814621-20150724024109

My f*cked up stories.

So when I was a toddler/baby I had a crappy dim light in my room and my mum put it like on really low brightness so I could see slight reflections of light and pitch darkness other than the slight light.

But whenever the light was dim it reflected on my wall and it looked like a face staring at me every night. I was so f*cking scared I could hardly sleep.

This wasent the only sleeping problem I had, the other one was when I was around 11. My mum was an alcoholic and was having divorce with my dad and on my birthday she got drunk and called me a "Spoiled cunt!" And then I went on holiday in Austria and we were in a hotel room  with a balcony and my dad stood on the banisters on it saying " DO YOU WANT ME TO DIE, I'LL FUCKING JUMP" Me and my sister stared in horror, this wasent something I would ever imagine my dad doing EVER. I also got bullied in school too.

So from this I gained anxiety, depression, and night terrors. I started to see things I saw eyes in walls, people looking at me through the window, and was scared to go into rooms if the lights were off I thought something would be waiting in the room to slowly kill me.

I had horrible dreams of everyone I was friends with, or knew or loved dieing in the most horrible ways. I dreamed about our family going on holiday and getting into a car crash and my mums face was sliced oped with just a flap of skin covering her face and her eye was popped out of her socket, and you could only hear her muffled screams, and saw my dad's head sliced straight off. My sister was sat next to me with her knees bent upwards broken with her bones popping out.

The strange thing was I never died I just watched everyone else die.

Even my cat got gruesomly murdered / killed

I recovered 3 years later with therapy every week...