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Fifty and Dead

Drained Life of Love & Meaning


"It was once just mom, dad, and me. I loved
mom fiercely, but dad was a monster
in my eyes. Childhood dreams
were shattered as I grew up,
leaving behind a tangled
mess of resentment
and sorrow. Hate
replaced love,
and the world
turned gray."

- embrace the scars, for they bear


witness to the strength of your
enduring spirit.
"School was a
battleground of
limitations, tainted
with his unreasonable
conditions. I was
forbiden joining sports
because it was too
inconvenient, and
disuaded from joining
marching band becase
we'd neber aford the
cost of an instrument.
That one time I tried
for cheerleading, I was
forced to donn the
longest skirt, only to
quit in quiet rebellion.
My spirit stifled and
silenced."
- in defiance lies the seeds of
self-discovery; your spirit
will not be silenced.
D
"Dad's twisted games forced me to be a
snitch, a traitor to my own mother. The
burden of tracking her every move,
noting every outfit she wore, weighed
heavily on my young shoulders. And if
his food was burnt, punishment
followed, swift and brutal."
"The walls of our home
concealed a living nightmare.
Abuse, both physical and
psychological, became the
haunting rhythm of my days.
I witnessed horrors that no
child should bear. Mom, the
one who sought to provide a
better life for her family,
endured his vicious fists in
the darkness of night."

- from darkness, strength emerges; I carry


the light to heal the wounds of the past.
M
"My mother was my pillar of
strength, but even pillars can
crumble. She saved our dogs from
his fury, abandoning them far away,
perhaps to shield them from his
wrath. Yet, no escape was ever
enough. He unleashed his rage upon
them, upon us."
"However, whithin all the chaos, a fleeting
memory shines like a distant star. A
Christmas achool play where I found
solace in the spotlight, filling in for an
absent classmate and living a scripted
fantasy.But even that joy was swallowed by
the relentless darkness that engulfed us."
- Amid chaos, find the glimmering stars of solace, for
they hold the power to script your own destiny.
M
"My younger brother
suffered his share of
blows, and in those
moments, I became
both protector and
betrayer. A mix of guilt
and fear dictated my
choices. And my sister,
drowning in tears,
trapped us all in a
fragile dance, where
the slightest misstep
invited pain."
Childhood dreams were
shattered as I grew up,
leaving behind a
tangled mess of
resentment and
sorrow."

- rise above the ruins of shattered


dreams and weave a tapestry of
resilience.
"In my own private revolt, I rebelled against
everything – parents, norms, and faith. But
my rebellion was tainted with guilt. As I
turned away from God, I felt like I had
failed the heavens themselves. Ashamed of
my actions, I felt like I had brought shame
upon my family and myself."

- rise above the ruins of shattered


dreams and weave a tapestry of
resilience.
H
"High school was a merciless
arena. I became the one they
mocked – the pregnant girl, an
outcast bearing the weight of love
and hope within me."
"I never truly knew what
love was, nor did I grasp
the concept of
self-respect. I wandered
without a compass,
without purpose; existing
rather than truly living.
Desperately searching for
the missing piece of my
broken self, I sought for
love anywhere, gave
myself away to anyone
who offered me affection,
blindly."

- amidst the fragments, find


wholeness within my own being.
"Yet, amidst it all,
an ember of hope
flickered in the
depths of my being.
Though I couldn't
quite comprehend it,
hope persisted, a
fragile thread
holding me together,
even in the darkest
moments."

- nurture the flickering ember of hope, for it


shall illuminate your path through the darkest
of times.
Fifty and Dead
Drained Life of Love & Meaning

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