My name is Adam and i’m 22 years old. I was born and raised in a small city in sweden.
When my mom was 7 months pregnant with me, my dad came home with herpes from being with another woman.
When I was born, and my mom was in labor, my dad left for 3 days. Where? Who knows. (He was not at home, my grand parents checked)
When he eventually showed up, his exact words to my mom was – You’re the most disgusting woman i’ve ever seen.
During my early life I spent most of my time at my grand parents, because my mom had to work and she didn’t dare leaving me with him. (Alcoholic, pornographic addiction and violent tendencies)
Her life was filled with physical as well as psychological abuse.
When I was 5 years old, they separated and ultimately divorced. After being divorced for a few months my mom’s sisters husband came knocking on the door, wanting to a one-night-stand, telling her he married the wrong sister.
My mom was obviously outraged and told him to go home. She told her sister about it, but she already knew he was cheating on her (not with my mom) and that she wanted to ‘live in a lie’.
My aunt started spreading false rumours about my mom, about what exactly we are not sure, because when asked no one would tell. At this point my father has moved on with another family, a new woman with 2 kids of her own.
My dad & aunt goes to court against my mom saying that he wants custody of me because my mom is psychologically disturbed and can’t handle custody of me. They lose,because there’s no truth to it.
For a time, things slow down. My mom is jumping from job to job, because of the rumours eventually catching up to her in this small town society.
This continues up until 2008, and she was about to be unable to pay the bills.
My father then shows up again, having ended the relationship with his ‘new’ family and wanted to make another attempt at the family life. ( He had been clean from alcohol and showed no sign of violence )
My mom, having no choice, saw this as an opportunity to have a ‘real family’ again and gave him a 2nd chance.
We moved away, to another small city..where he slowly started with his psyhopathic behaviour again. My mom was unemployed for 8 years, 2 of those from being really sick with shingles.
I went through my highschool and collage years, and eventually graduated, during this time it was a lot of fighting and arguing.
In late 2016, my father kicked us out, neither my mom or I had a job.
We got a small apartment that we share and we barely have enough money to stay, I had some money saved up from having few summer jobs,but it’s running out.
It’s tough times now in Sweden and I still don’t have a job.
We’ve been through a lot and there’s a lot that I left out,which basically is more of the same.
I’m sure we’ll get through it,we are fighters, but I just feel like we’re not being given a chance to live.
I just don’t know what else to do.. It’s hard when my mom is contemplating suicide in order to make it easier for me to move on, she feels like she’s holding me back.
I’m not asking for much, anything will help. If anything it would show that there are still good people in this world
If you’re reading this, thank you so very much.. I needed to get this off my chest since I don’t have anyone to talk to.