Hello my Name is RoxzalTheUltimateRox and this is the story of my life Disclaimer this is all true no matter how crazy it may seem please just bear with me and it will make at least a little sence eventually. so im going to start by telling you about myself i am a 19 yr old person with massive autism bipolar and ptsd and my family is screwed up to the point it is just like they dont exsist. now my father is abusive because his parents are and my earliest memories happened right after my parents divorced I APOLOGIZE IF I GIVE YOU MY MEMORIES OUT OF ORDER IT WAS YEARS AGO AND MY BRAIN HAS TRIED TO BLOCK SOME OF THEM ,so i was 3, or 4 when this one happened and living with my mom what i think i did was open my pullup at 5:00 in the morning and spread poop all over the walls and when my mom came in to take me to daycare she halled out on me i dont really remember anything after but screaming next i was with my dad and his fiancee we'll call her D'alessandra, who was a massive methhead and litterally abusive my dads only abuse was his temper and lack of control over himself so D'alessie had decided to pop my disney princess tent bed just because i slapped her son who was older than me for biting me when my dad got home D'alessie blamed the popped bed on me and my dad locked me in a closet for 24 hours without no food or water
well i am not good at this and if you want more of my horrible life just comment and ill see what i can do.