Most traumatic childhood memory thread

most traumatic childhood memory thread

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not a "thread", faggot
nobody cares about your lil boo-boos, snowflake
you're not special
you weren't mistreated
you are just a faggot, and a lil whiney faggot at that

grow up and move on, trashboi

Giving birth to you

kill youre self

kill yourself

The moment i became self aware

when i transcended into dark, dark adulthood and realized childhood is basically pure bliss

...

Watching the first man I ever viewed as a hero get shot to death by a pair of dirty cops because they went to the wrong duplex.

That has happened to me or other?
.. Because I have caused some too.

need to hear rn

Being a 12 year old girl and being strangled by my mother, looking up at her enraged face, she wouldn't stop squeezing and I remember thinking I was really going to be strangled to death.
She did eventually stop.
There's more but that was pretty horrible for me.

Except for the anons replying you ninny.

seeing a nigger

you know what's worse than an attention whore ?
a sick user motherfucka who pretend to be an attention whore

nice tits

nice dubs from me

Finding Sup Forums

I was born. I didn't choose that, I didn't want that and now I've been condemned to existence for no reason at all.

youtu.be/pA8DdkM2Wqo

Waking up when I was four and realizing I can't move my legs because I was in so much pain, rheumatic arthritis is a bitch, if your kid has it, don't be too hard on him/her, otherwise the kid might turn out like me, a 20 year old worthless piece of shit working in supermarket with no life goals

My dad used to throw bottles at me. Although, this one time I fucked up real bad. So my mom tied me to a chair and burned me with cigarettes until she felt I was punished enough. Bad shit right there.

> suicide outreach
> start talking to young girl
> she sounds pretty convinced to do it
> convince her to give her name
> google/fb.. There she is
> a cute one
> convince her to meet
> supposed to get her to voluntarily go to psych ward
> supposed to have police constable on standby if she refuses
> supposed to be for her own good
> I go alone
> convince her to hop in my car for coffee
> open the door for her
> she turns and one quick punch to the back of her head
> zap straps and into the back seat

Cont?

please user

>most traumatic childhood memory thread
Mom left me in a shelter without even looking back. i was

you need a hobby

Sounds like he already has one.

Not sure which is the most traumatic but I have one that comes to mind.

>Mom had me in her late twenties
>Was former member of Tri-Delta Sorority
>Sort of a rich daddy's girl her entire life, came from a powerful family
>Anyway, one day when I was 10 my mom's sorority sisters came to town
>My parents take me because they can't find a babysitter
>Dad says we'll only be an hour then drive home
>"okay..."
>"One hour" turns into eight hours of nonstop drinking
>I spend eight hours terrified watching my parents get progressively more and more drunk
>Day turns to night
>Feeling sleepy
>Find clock
>Its 1 in the morning
>Tell parents I'm sleepy
>"Mom I have school tomorrow I need to sleep"
>Mom ignores me
>Never had her do this before, kind feel dejected
>Try to find dad
>He's passed out cold on a couch
>Start crying
>A crying ten year old really kills the mood at a party of drunk cunts
>Mom (still very drunk) decides to take me home
>No one says shit
>She spends the entire drive yelling at me as I cry about how when I was born I "ruined her life" and that because of me "she has no friends"
>Surprised we made it home alive in retrospective
>Cried myself to sleep

Whenever I bring it up to them they refuse to acknowledge it ever happened.

I have a hobby.
Just have my quirks too.

> drive for a while
> there's an abandoned plant nursery in the flats
> I've spent the night there before
> making sure it's unpatrolled
> pull in and park in an old greenhouse
> she has been conscious and pleading
> I've made light conversation
> "you wanted to die didn't you?"
> "you consider yourself worthless don't you?"
> "you should be thanking me"
> "for this one night you'll have a purpose"
> "for this one night you'll be remembered"
> she's fucking bawling her eyes out and pleading for her life
> ironic
> pull her from the back seat
> she's maybe 100lbs easy to handle
> tell her if she screams nobody will even hear
> but even so.. I'll knock her out again if she tries
> she only whimpers like an animal that knows its fate

I also have more.

are you my wife?

Nah.

My father throwing me agaisnt the wall and breaking my arm when he caught me kissing another girl.

Why do parents do this? Whenever they do something that they are ashamed of they just say that it never actually happened.

Instead of him?

Faggot

Duh.

No, he never tried anything like that.

Guilt most likely. But in mom and dad's case I'd be surprised if they actually remembered it. They were really fucking wasted.

>not a "thread", faggot

Posts in a thread

Tell another, that was kind of interesting.

> I was maybe 5 or so
> on holidays with parents, Canari Islands
> on the beach, young Spanish couple playing beach tennis
> girl has this tanned perfect body with MASSIVE tits
> I'm hypnotized
> standing there, watching them play
> they notice me staring
> suddenly the girl invites me to play
> I don't understand what she says, but she's waving me to join them
> I look at my parents, don't know what to do
> they are laughing and tell me to go
> the girl comes to me, grabs my arm
> theresnoturningbacknow.jpg
> I keep looking at her jugs as I let her guide me
> she places me in front of her, facing her boyfriend
> he doesn't seem as enthusiastic as her and my parents, maintains an awkward smile
> she then leans forward to place the racket in my hands
> my tiny head is right between her tits
> the husband serves
> she swings my hands with the racket to hit the ball
> I'm paralyzed
> her tits are slapping my cheeks with each swing
> I don't think I was even breathing to whole time
> she keeps blabbering in Spanish and giggling, trying to make me hit the ball
> I must have been so red her boyfriend knew what was going on
> still, I was in such a shock that my dick wasn't hard
> I don't know how long it lasted, but it seemed like an eternity
> she finally realises that I'm petrified
> lets me go
> I slowly walk back to my parents, who are still laughing, glancing above my shoulder
> sat down on a towel
> didn't speak a sound for the rest of the day
> insisted on writing this down in this holiday notebook we were doing with my parents to write and draw memories from our holidays
> parents didn't want
I'm not really sure what consequences this event had on my subconscious, I turned out straight and without weird fetish, but when I had to think of smth traumatizing, this is the first thing that came up. I kinda see it as a sexual assault.

Moral of the story. Dont have fucking kids until you're at least 30

>6 years old
>walking past my dad's bedroom
>Dad is lying in bed
>"Hey user, come in bed to give Dad a kiss."
>get in bed with him
>he's naked
>he rubs his dick up against me
>I kick him in the balls and gtfo

> in the barn there's nothing
> I stand her in the middle of the room
> her hands and feet still bound
> she's trying to negotiate
> saying I don't have to
> pleading for her family
> saying I made my point please let her live
> I just calmly retrieve my duffle bag
> roll up foam mattress and a lamp
> among other things
> I start laying it down
> then I speak
> "here's the deal"
> "I've done this before"
> "you need to understand that no matter what you say.. This won't end well for you."
> more sobbing
> "first I'm going to rape you"
> "then I'm going to do it again"
> "if you're lucky I will enjoy it and not have to elevate my experience"
> this is when I remove a small box cutter from the bag
> "if you are exceptionally satisfying.."
> ".. You may even live through this."
> I'm lying of course
> but she's too young to give up hope

This. While I was at college my alcoholic parents took out a bunch of student credit cards in my name and maxed them out at bars and liquor stores. When I found out years later when collectors finally got my contact info I contested them as fraudulent and needed my parents testimony to win but they refused to acknowledge it ever happened. I'm halfway through bankruptcy and afterwards I'll still have to pay my student loans. I won't be able to buy my first house until my thirties. Fuckers.

What creepypasta site did you get this off of user? Sounds pretty funny

Let's see raised by bipolar hippy dad and borderline personality expunk mom.

>Dad was hardly home worked all the time.
>Mom gets enraged at my two year old brother.
>Kicks him the face.
>Hide in the bathroom til the evening until dad got there.
>He didn't divorce her until I was in college.

>>Once I found a dead cat under a tree when I was very young outside my great grandparents house.

>>>Spilled chocolate down my back in first grade in a rage as I attempted to throw it.

>>>Mom had me on ritalin by five cause she couldn't be bothered with being a mom.

Kill them...then pawn off all their stuff, might get you out of the bs.

you are making this up

I wish. My dad drank himself to death and my mom ran away to Brazil yo escape a warrant, she's barely getting by as an English teacher out there. Luckily I was able to graduate college and become an engineer so once this bs is over it should be smooth sailing

File a civil suit against them, win and then you have your proof.

See

Not my story but i story i was told back in high school

>be small child
>probably around 6-8 cant really remember
>be having nightmares
>decide i want to sleep with parents b/c spooks
>get into bed with mom and dad (theyre aware im there)
>be a half hour later all of sudden feel something grab my dick hard
>get scared look around
>mfw my dads hand was right on my dick
>mfw i look at my dad horrifed
>mfw my dad look back at me equally as horrifid
>hear my dad start apologizing

To this day his dad and him never spoke about it again cracked me up when he told me

>Inb4 when you next meet your mum QOTSA's Smooth Sailing is in the background
But I'm happy about you then m8, I'm the arthritis guy, I guess I'm lucky my parents aren't drinking or anything...

Sure, here's one from Dad

>Be like 8 or 7
>Dads taking me to the aquarium
>Fuckyeah.jpeg
>Been waiting for this for weeks
>We plan on leaving early in the morning (we live in DC, the aquarium is the next city over in Baltimore so the drive will take an hour)
>Big day comes, I wake up early and brush my teeth
>Go to dads room to wake him up
>Open door
>It smells...like really bad
>"Umm....dad?"
>No answer
>Try to wake him up
>His breath is horrible
>Years later realize he was hung over and had likely been vomiting the night before
>"Dad were going to the aquarium!"
>'gurgle noises'...."shut up and go back to bed"
>"But...you said the aquarium..."
>"We'll go later...go back to bad"
>"Um....okay"
>Go back to bed
>Later that day we leave at like 12
>Spend an hour the road, drive wasn't to bad
>Get to aquarium
>Line out the door around the block
>"Well shit..."
>Wait in line for an hour
>Suddenly an announcement comes over the loudspeaker
>"I'm sorry everyone but we are now sold out of tickets"
>Start crying
>Dad is mortified with guilt
>Cry back on the hour long drive home while dad says nothing

At least unlike the last one years later when I was older he acknowledged this and said it was his fault. Not a terribly "traumatizing" memory in retrospect but it's always stuck with me as that time dad just dropped the fucking ball and ruined everything.

>got in a fight with mom when i was 15
>told her i didn't care about my life bc i was going to be a useless piece of trash anyways
>extremely insecure and hate myself
>mom pissed off said she agreed with me and i was going to be a nobody

obviously apologized to each other for saying rude shit but i still remember those words till this day. it just really got to me

Keep reminding them of it untill they finaly apologize for beeing shitty parents

>shits on the idea of abuse
>was clearly abused
kill yourself

...

Just my whole childhood. Dad being an alcoholic piece of trash.Seeing my mother go through all of it destroyed me. My dad doesn't drink like he used to anymore, but when he does, mom stays up all night and watches him sleep so he doesn't choke on his vomit. I still think she deserves a better life, she's a wonderful woman. Too bad she grew up in a time when divorce in a family wasn't a thing

did you turn out to be a nobody?

>been jerking off since I was 9
>never came of course, always dry orgasms
>12 years old at this point,, jacking it to some big titted brunette being damn near split by a huge cock
>I've never been this hard before. Ever. I was so hard it hurt
>furiously pounding my meat which is wet for some reason...
>that's funny, I don't remember reaching for the lotion yet
>whatever, keep going at it eyes intent on the screen
>Orgasm so hard I can't see for a couple seconds.
>Come down from my orgasm high and my hands are sticky.
>wtf is this shit?
>oh shit nigger I came for the first time
>really embarrassed for some reason now even though I'm alone
>thought everyone at school and my family would somehow know I shoot cum now and I'd get in trouble or made fun of
>stopped masturbating for 3 weeks because I didn't want to feel embarrassed

I finally got over it when they went in depth as to what puberty is and it's effects in men in health class. I was relieved to know this was normal

>The day of that same class I went home with a pre-cum dropping hard on and came easily a good few ounces of cum. Thick and gooey. I remember that part vividly because it was like trying to clean glue.

>dad spends $2k on a basically new Saturn SL1
>shit car but it's mine and I can go anywhere I want
>break my leg and can't move from bed basically
>wake up one morning, mom asks me where my car manual is
>go outside and she's selling my car to two niggers
>says 'it's just sitting there, you're not using it'
>mom it's a fucking standard I need both feet to drive it
>I'll give you the money back when you'll spend it responsibly
>5 years pass, dad spends 10k on basically brand new car again
>Awesome white 2016 Ford Focus, I love it
>Mom can I have that 1200 back? I want to put a new stereo in it.
>I don't have your money, you wouldn't spend it right anyway

I'm happy I have a new car. I'm sad I'm losing my mom. But it's time for her to go.

>drilling the eyebolts into the mortar

thats fucking amateur dude

>That pepe
Holy shit saved

Your mom sounds like a cunt. I'd break my mother's legs if she thought she could sell anything of mine just because I'm not currently using it.

No pasta.

Lets say I am.. For legal reasons.

> I walk to the door and bar it
> "there are no other ways out"
> "I'm twice your size, and will still rape your warm body if you fight me"
> "when I remove these straps.. You'll follow my every instruction. Correct?"
> she twitchily nods
> I cut the straps
> "are you a virgin?"
> she's not.. Disappointing
> "how many boys have you fucked?"
> one.. "How many times?"
> once.. Good.
> "lay down on your back with your arms over your head, and don't move unless I move you."
> now.. To start.
> first a grab some wet wipes from my bag
> wipe away her make-up
> the tears may not stop.. But that's okay
> then I feel her through her clothes from her thighs to her ponytail

Fell down the stairs shit was spooky

Is this an excerpt from your most recent fanfic?

>> "how many boys have you fucked?"
>> one.. "How many times?"
>> once.. Good.

Yeah right

If your parents are divorced your father or hell you could sue her for that, that's basicly stealing your property..

>Gaslighting is a form of manipulation that seeks to sow seeds of doubt in a targeted individual, hoping to make targets question their own memory, perception, and sanity.
My dad, the religious nut, started early with this shit. Still does it all the time. Got me into the ward and in therapy for more than a year. Damaged for life. Yeah!
Things like that happened as well.
I can still remember what I felt when I saw my drunk parents smoke in a room full of noisy people. It was nothing but malignity.

I peed myself in a bus, because I could'nt hold it any longer

not yet, but i just turned 22 and still think about suicide like 30times a day. every day
also, having no self esteem doesn't help with my career either

underrated post

Sure.. That's why it takes so long between posts.

Note that I haven't given her age yet.
Even one boy isn't common in her grade.

It appears nobody is interested.
I'll just get back to work.
Enjoy your thread Anons.

I had a minor flashback reading this. Like an ascending suppressed memory.

Can we at least get a link to your fanfiction.net account before you leave?

This sounds like an edgy Sonic fanfic

Oh god. Too many to tell. My mom is crazy. Like bipolar or something. They said it was PMDD and she got on pills for it. But nothing really ever worked. My dad worked a lot and claims he never knew about all the fucked up shit she did. I know we told him. He's just a drunk. She grabbed both my sister and I at different point and swung us around by our hair. She threw a chair at us for forgetting to eat bananas when she was at work. And so so much more. Last time she tried to hit me was when I was in 9th grade. And that was because she said I looked like a whore before going to school. I was wearing jeans and a hoodie. I pushed her back because I was 5 inches taller than her at that point. About a year or so ago, I was home for Christmas and I was drunk. I brought up some of the shit she did. And she called me a liar. Not that I was remembering it wrong (which I'm not. I have two sisters and we know what she did.) But that I was lying and she was a perfect mother. I will never get to shame her. The fucked up part is that she is just emotionally abusive and has manipulated us all into having to love her. I hate her but the guilt makes me have to love her. How fucked up is this? Now she keeps asking me when I'm going to pop out a kid. The answer is never.

Hey! I was reading that! Keep it up.

boi keep going pls

Bump for interest. At least finish, can't leave off on a cliff hanger

post any proof of this. since you are a serial rapist you must keep souvenirs from it all.. Or this is just faked as fuck, coming from a lonely basement dwelling 16 year old with an ok imagination and creative writing

>Lets say I am.. For legal reasons.
Holy shit, how many vaccines did it take to build up this much autism?

hay fag we are trying to get him to keep writing so how about you stfu and kill your self niglet

My mum strangled me against the wall and lifted me off the ground as a kid. She also tried to chase me out of the house with a knife and I called her bluff and told her to stab me(which she didn't) Get over it you soft as baby shit!

>this

what. no don't stop

>9 or 10 years old
>play little league football
>have one of those dads that take sports too seriously
>one day I get hit in my chest trying to make a block during practice
>get wind knocked out of me and have a hard time breathing
>recovering on the sidelines
>dad walks over and threatens to take away my Xbox if I don't get up
>says some other mean shit
>got tears in my eyes
>he doesn't give a fuck, says I'm making an ass out of him
>coach can tell I'm not doing too good, let's me go home
>wasn't seriously hurt, recovered by the next day
>my dad comes home from work, pissed off because I'm feeling better
>in his mind this meant I was faking the whole time
>yells at me again

My dad and I have a better relationship today but I don't think he understands how bad my childhood fucked me up. I have an anxiety disorder now and hate sports

my body kept telling me I would die when I went in for surgery

I had 18 surgeries before age 14

no idea what it did to me, I get weird things going sometimes and one of the surgeries gave me tinninitus so that doesn't help when I'm alone

>bitching with my sis
>getting in a huge huge argument
>going completely nuclear, taking her head and smash it against a wall
>blood splatters on wall and floor
>I was around 6yo
>I don't know if it's real, but it sure feels like it.

>wake up, time for 6th grade
>fuck my life right now
>starting to wake up and get ready as best i can
>realize i can't find underpants, fuck
>oh well, just go commando,
>grab some sweatpants
>too tired to notice massive fucking hole in the crotch
>get everything else situated, mother drives me
>forward to 2nd hour now, english class
>notice guy staring at my crotch
>note i am also a guy and i feel bamboozled
>glance down at crotch
>notice my dick poking out of the sweatpants, staring me down
>oh wtf
>immediately try to hide it, guy is laughing his ass off
>spent rest of the day trying to hide my crotch hole

still hate going commando today now.

keep going this suspense is AIDS, it's killing me

just doing my job

when my dad overdosed and slowly drifted away to eternal sleep in my arms

There is no fanfic.

I'm a monster, not a moron.
Note that I haven't mentioned any cameras, etc.
Only fools or the extremely unlucky are caught.

Thank you for voicing your interest.

> she was wearing leggings
> and a button up blouse with a cami top
> sliding my hand under her top and feeling her involuntary contortions
> her whimpers and sniffles
> I extended the utility blade and started cutting the buttons free
> then I stuck thr knife under her cami
> bunched it up on the blade and cut it
> fabric on either side of her chest
> and a quite basic little bralet
> she started crying harder when I reached into each cup to play with her little A's
> then I cut the bralet free in the same manner
> perfect budding acorns with tiny light pink nipples
> I lingered here for a while teasing them errect

>I'm a monster, not a moron

yes he came back! praise kek!

I caught my uncle raping my sister. He forced me to rape her as well so i wouldn't tell. It worked...