• Member Since 14th Dec, 2014
  • offline last seen Jan 8th, 2015

cellyanderson


More Blog Posts5

  • 491 weeks
    Truth Be Told: Part the Final

    Funny how one moment, one little slip, can bring all of one's precious stability tumbling down. I got a little too ambitious with my secret friends and I got myself caught. My parents were ready to once again verbally beat me down in all their self-righteous fury. To their surprise, however, I didn't fight back. To be honest, I simply gave up and let them have their way. Everything they said I

    Read More

    1 comments · 246 views
  • 491 weeks
    Truth Be Told, Part the Third

    The terms of surrender my parents placed on me, as if I was the losing side of a war forced to be kicked about under a treaty, served to further my resentment. My cell phone was to be constantly searched, my messages checked and my personal business invaded. My PC was moved to the living room where I could be watched at all times. That Derpy statuette I got? It was removed from its home on my

    Read More

    1 comments · 281 views
  • 491 weeks
    Truth Be Told: The Ongoing Tale Of My Unremarkable Life, Part the Second.

    I suppose the best place to start would be a year ago, give or take a week. Now, before we begin, I need to put a disclaimer against potential drama. I know I have things a lot better than most people. My story doesn't include a childhood of abuse and trauma. The situation I've been placed in is just one I wasn't emotionally equipped to handle. What is one person's personal hell may be

    Read More

    1 comments · 178 views
  • 492 weeks
    Truth Be Told: The Ongoing Tale Of My Unremarkable Life.

    Sit down, children. Get comfy and prepare to be bored to tears. I am going to tell a sort of story most don't want to hear unless it happens to be their own. That is to say, the story of my life. Oh, believe me, I'm groaning at the prospect as much as you are. My two best friends in the world, however, have declared that I shall be furthermore shunned until I "get help", whatever that means. I

    Read More

    1 comments · 267 views
  • 492 weeks
    Test Post

    Testing, testing. Can I edit these things afterwards?
    Edit: Excellent. It begins. *maniacal laughter*

    0 comments · 263 views
Jan
1st
2015

Truth Be Told: Part the Final · 4:21pm Jan 1st, 2015

Funny how one moment, one little slip, can bring all of one's precious stability tumbling down. I got a little too ambitious with my secret friends and I got myself caught. My parents were ready to once again verbally beat me down in all their self-righteous fury. To their surprise, however, I didn't fight back. To be honest, I simply gave up and let them have their way. Everything they said I didn't contest.

Any account they could get their grubby mitts on was searched and deleted. Any concerned friends were dismissed with "I pray you get the help you need." Secrets came out. My little side, the comfort I retreat to, was denounced as a disgusting fetish and a sign of Satan's corruption. Still, I didn't fight back, oh no, I started to believe them. If it wasn't for the one tie left uncut, my two best friends, I would have been lost completely. To those two, I owe the world.

Where does this all leave me six months later? To the outside world, I'm on fast track to success. Going to college at 17, my own car, almost have a driver's license, plenty of money saved up, and a stable, loving family. Only a spoiled brat would complain, right? Happiness is only a facade kept up to keep my parents from attacking again. My friends and grandparents know the real me. I've sunk into a pit of hopelessness and self-hatred. I've put a gun to my head, but was too stubborn to pull the trigger.

This double life is killing me. Paranoia sets further in every day. The truth and lies are hard to tell apart. The obvious solution is to tell the truth, consequences be damned. What have I got to lose? But I can't bring myself to do it, and that's why I'm here, destroying my figers on a Kindle's arrow keys for help. It's about time the truth be told.

Report cellyanderson · 246 views ·
Comments ( 1 )

Well, at least you've told the truth here. But if you ask me, you need to disown your parents and move out. They clearly could care less about your well being, and believe that their religion justifies their abusive behavior towards you. If that's the case, then they don't deserve to be a part of your life.

Login or register to comment