Talk:Rare Long Spiked Collar/@comment-35826752-20180613011309/@comment-35826752-20180615054530

Its hard to be a good person when youve had a shitty life. From the time I was born until I was 4 or 5, i lived in an abusive home. I was physically abf mebtally abused by both parents. I woild have bruises, scratch marks, cuts, etc. From being beaten. Later, someone finally called CPS and me and my little brother were taken away. We were separated. My next family was no different. There was less physical abuse and more verbal and mental abuse. They would smack me in the face a lot. The reason I was taken from there was because our neighbors saw my foster parents hitting me and calling me names. Once again, I was taken away. My next home, I had a widowed father. He was warm and welcoming at first, but he became a heavy drinker. He neglected me and my fostered sister. I was 12 by now. I called CPS. My next and final home was okay. Me and my two foster brother anf sisters are close, but our parents are never home. We never spend any family time. Ive been tossed around a lot my entire life. I never had a good education, therefor I misunderstand simple things. I dont have the best computer, and i didnt see the spike list above before ot teleported me down. I thought it was to trade spikes. I didnt know it had the worths above. I have no trust in anyone. I overreact to a petty name in such a harsh way because I was raised beong called worse. I have PTSD now, schizophrenia, depression, and have attempted suicide and when someone calls me a name I get sent back to the times when I was abused. I have a lot of mental problems and its hard to talk to people correctly because of this. No one understand the pain Ive experienced before I can even remember, and it causes me to misunderstand and skip over simple things. This is what I meant by knowing something about me before calling me a name. You never know where someone comes from.