I’m from Sydney but I moved to the Gold Coast when I was 6. My life may seem fine but it really isn’t I’m not into letting everyone know how fucked up things get. Some people just need to keep things to them self. When I was seven my parents split up it was one of the hardest things, my sister was ten and it was the hardest on her and my brother was only two. Some people just don’t understand how hard it is to have two different houses to have half of your life in a different place. My parents always stayed close so we could have it a bit easier and I am so greatfull for that. My whole life my dad as been a Diabetic and I have seen and been through some fucked up things with that, he has had it since he was six. You might not know what it is…it is where an organ in your body that deals with the sugars does not work properly and if you do not eat right you go into a hypo and act like a different person. You can become aggressive you can become fucking funny you can even pass out and I have had to deal with this so many times and it never gets easier. When I was twelve my dad got arthritus in both of his hands so he had to get an opperation. One of the hands got infected two weeks later and my dad had to go to hospital he had to get put into a coma for a month and then they worked out that he had necrotizing fasciitis. It starts to kill off the part of your body it is in and eventually it can kill you. We thought my dad would die but they had to amputate his left hand so he could live. The next year he got necrotizing fasciitis again but in his left foot. He was at a different hospital and the doctors did not believe my grandma that he had necrotizing fasciitis this made it spread. They only cut the bottom of his foot off but it was still spreading so they amputated below his knee and they finally they had to cut off above this left knee. It was the hardest two years of my life. But it’s okay he is all right get it all right, we try to joke around about it because you can’t change the past.
My whole life my grandpa has been slowly dying of emphasima and this year he passed away it was so hard. People are always upset about little problems and don’t take any time to realize anyone else that only three people realized I was upset and were nice enough to ask what happened. I don’t understand peoples thoughts of having the need to tell everyone it should be a personal thing that you should tell if you need to it isn’t a time to try and get attention. This year my mum got really sick because a part of her body called the thyroid got damaged so it makes you change and it can make you go slowly insane. My mum started to change and go crazy it was so hard. She also tried to commit suicide twice. I have never told anyone that…untill now.

Yeah my life has been pretty fucked up at times but you just have to keep your head up and be strong.

I have and amazing life but it has been harder then people realize I am just not into using my misfortunes as a way to get sympathy.

By muffin <3