u/NoTomatillo126

Has anyone gotten random ads for just being in the game. I just got one and hopefully it’s a glitch because if gameloft really does just start placing ads just to play the game I will be deleting my account and never playing again. I’ve spent to much money and time on the game to have ads in order to play the game.

I just recently realized how fucked up my childhood really was and I don’t know how to feel about it. I have a Nmom who only cares about herself. My bio dad didn’t know I existed until I was 8 and when I started forming a connection with him my mom stopped allowing him to see me and broke all contact (He’s still a deadbeat cause he knows my social media which is my name and I’m 24). In that same time she shipped me to my family’s home country to loose weight by having my grandma starve me. I was also exposed to a lot of sexual content. She made me wear thongs so I would get used to it because that’s what men liked. We had also gone to a nudist community where the adults there would actively try to take my clothes off. She also thought it was a great idea to let a man touch her in a sexual manner next to me in the pool and then tell me to sit at the bench right outside so she could have sex in said pool. While I was watching.

At 11 we then moved to that country and I was basically abandoned by my mom when I was 12. She started a relationship with my stepdad and left me at my grandparents house so she could go be with him since my grandma didn’t like him. I was also starved during this time since I was chubby. I did the calculations and I was eating about 830 calories a day while having to do 1 hours of exercise every day. During this time I was basically alone cause no one had time for me. I’d see people come and go but not once did anyone speak to me. I would spend days on end in the summer just sitting in silence. I think the longest I went without speaking was 20 days. Then when I was 14 my mom finally bought a house since my grandma sold the family home and I started living with her again. Which is when my real hell started. She an alcoholic too so I’d basically be beaten constantly whenever she was frustrated with work or hadn’t had a drink immediately when she came home. It got to the point that she tried to kill me, the only reason she didn’t was cause my stepdad stopped her saying it wasn’t worth going to jail over killing me. I was constantly bullied about my appearance saying how I need plastic surgery because no man wants a woman with large areolas and that it’s disgusting. Saying how ugly I was and that I’m a fat cow. I was forced to work out twice a day. I’d wake up at 5:30 am to do a full body workout and do the same again at 4pm after school. I’m not complaining about working out, it’s how it was forced on me and was beaten if I didn’t. I also had really heavy periods that would last for months and wasn’t being fed enough so I’d always be exhausted. I also want to preference that my commute to school and back was 45 min walking each way. So I was basically doing 3 hours of exercise everyday while eating 1k-1.5k calories.

At 17 I moved out to live with a 21 year old guy I was dating because when I told him I was going to kill myself he came, stopped me and told me to move out with him instead. After also surviving that really bad relationship. I moved back in with my mom for a month and left again to live in the shed of an older lady I found for $120 a month. All during peak covid. A year later my mom gave me my birth certificate, passport, social security, 5k and said I was on my own. That’s when I decided to move back to the US. Ofc there’s more the story. Like how she made herself the victim when I told her I was raped by my babysitters 20 year old nephew when I was 5. Or when I had a disc in my spine fracture when I was protecting her from being hit with a 3 ft 10cm wide metal bar. Which only happened because my step dad got into a fist fight with our neighbor. (To this day my back still hurts since she never took me back to the hospital after I went because I could barely breathe without crying from the pain). She also has thrown hot oil to me for being tender headed when getting braids done (the woman that was doing my braids was pulling too hard because once they took it out half of my hair fell out).

I mostly wanted to post so that if someone else is in or has been in a similar situation to me knows that even though it’s hard and omg it’s so freaking hard, there’s brighter days ahead. I promise that living is worth it and if you need to do drugs to continue living do it. Ofc I’d rather you smoke weed than anything that’s an actual hard substance but if that’s what you need to do in order to get through that time period so be it. Remember that you are loved because I love you. I love every single person no matter what and non of us deserved it the cards we were dealt. We were children. I think the only good thing about everything that happened to me is that I know what I want to do with my life and I’m working hard to fulfill that dream. I basically want to be a millionaire so that I can have a huge foster home. Have private chefs, Nannie’s and cleaners that live with us because ofc I’m one person. I can’t do it all but I know that they will be safe with me. I want to prioritize getting every single one of them a college fund and at the end of the day they will be my kids. I won’t kick them out at 18, they can stay as long as they need. Even if they are 40,married with kids if they need their mom I will be there to support them and their families. I will be the adult I always needed but never found.