Post by Cricket on Aug 30, 2009 22:35:27 GMT -5
About me.
My name is Dmitriy Kovalt. I am 21 years old, and I have a lot of family problems. Thankfully, I no longer live with my family, and instead have started my own. A pokemon family. Welcome to my world, find a seat if you want.
I never knew I mom. Well, of course I did when I was a baby, but I don't have any memories of her. At all. If I met her in the street tomorrow I would have no idea. I don't even know when she left. I only know that ever since then my dad has been drinking. More and more, through the years. He's lucky he didn't become an alchoholic when I was that young, or else he woulda been dead. I took care of him when it got really bad. When I was about seven.
Of course, I've asked him more about mom, but a drunk man isn't the most reliable source. One minute he loved her and she left when I was eight, the next he kicked her out of the house when I was three.
It got worse, and worse, and worse. He never beat me. My dad was never anyone to hurt a fly, even when his mind is unstable. When he's angry, the worst he does is ignore me. He's like a child, actually. I feel like his father sometimes. And now that I look back on leaving him at home when I knew full well he couldn't take care of himself, I don't know how I feel. Perhaps he survived. Odds are he stumbled out of the house trying to find food, trying to remember how he got it all those years before and forgetting about me.
I have no idea. But I know if he did that someone woulda taken care of him. An alchohol rehabilitation place, perhaps. I knew it was bad for me to be there though. It was my life he was wasting, as well as his own. At least now we both have a chance.
Now I am a pokemon trainer. A fire specialist, but I do take in others. My favorite is my charmander Bane. She's shiny, and she makes me feel good about my decision. She's my companion, and no one in the world will matter as much to me as she does, and we haven't even worked with each other that long. I don't know why I feel this way so soon. Maybe I just needed someone to get attached to.
Anyways, enough about me. You get the point, right?
My name is Dmitriy Kovalt. I am 21 years old, and I have a lot of family problems. Thankfully, I no longer live with my family, and instead have started my own. A pokemon family. Welcome to my world, find a seat if you want.
I never knew I mom. Well, of course I did when I was a baby, but I don't have any memories of her. At all. If I met her in the street tomorrow I would have no idea. I don't even know when she left. I only know that ever since then my dad has been drinking. More and more, through the years. He's lucky he didn't become an alchoholic when I was that young, or else he woulda been dead. I took care of him when it got really bad. When I was about seven.
Of course, I've asked him more about mom, but a drunk man isn't the most reliable source. One minute he loved her and she left when I was eight, the next he kicked her out of the house when I was three.
It got worse, and worse, and worse. He never beat me. My dad was never anyone to hurt a fly, even when his mind is unstable. When he's angry, the worst he does is ignore me. He's like a child, actually. I feel like his father sometimes. And now that I look back on leaving him at home when I knew full well he couldn't take care of himself, I don't know how I feel. Perhaps he survived. Odds are he stumbled out of the house trying to find food, trying to remember how he got it all those years before and forgetting about me.
I have no idea. But I know if he did that someone woulda taken care of him. An alchohol rehabilitation place, perhaps. I knew it was bad for me to be there though. It was my life he was wasting, as well as his own. At least now we both have a chance.
Now I am a pokemon trainer. A fire specialist, but I do take in others. My favorite is my charmander Bane. She's shiny, and she makes me feel good about my decision. She's my companion, and no one in the world will matter as much to me as she does, and we haven't even worked with each other that long. I don't know why I feel this way so soon. Maybe I just needed someone to get attached to.
Anyways, enough about me. You get the point, right?