Back Story

I’m a 23 years old, I have 2 brothers who think they own the world. My mother is divorcee who think that I “being a girl” will only bring disgrace and shame to my family. As a kid, growing up life was pretty rough for me. Discipline meant getting beaten up. Being truthful meant a bruised arm. Having a normal childhood meant.. well you get the picture. At the time, my dad was still in the picture; however, he didn’t want to know anything about me, he only cared about controlling me, getting me veiled and staying at home. To him, women were seen as burdens, going out meant boys would see me, and being a woman meant that I could not control my sexual drive; hence, look her up boys. Other than that he was pretty loving really, I used to hug me, I know that’s a pretty low bar, but it is all I could ever wish for. One day, I was fed up with my mom hitting me so I went to him: 

-“Papa, please make mom stop”

+ “ Don’t worry baby I got it.”

then my mom comes up to me and says “ You are complaining to your dad, silly girl he said he wants to know nothing about the situation so guess what I’ll beat you twice today”.

Till this day, I considered myself alone because I knew both parents could’t give a shit about me. Oh my brothers you may ask, where were they? They lived their own lives, being significantly older, they were never around, and even when they were they never ever picked my side. They always said things that would make the situation worse. So, you see I lived in a very vibrant family that loves each other, but manage to make me feel worthless, lonely and unwelcome. They shaped me into who I am today: Fucked up.