Tell me a time when you were treated poorly. Tell me a time when

My mother divorced my dad when I was around six. When I was eleven or twelve she met a new guy, Ray, who was a widower with two sons; one around my age. His son and I would fight all the time and I would shout at Ray whenever he came to stay over my house overnight and sleep in my mom's bed. I'd tiptoe out of my own bed and creep outside their room until I could hear the bed shaking and I'd then burst in and tell him to fuck off and that he wasn't my father etc. One day my mother calls me to my room and Ray is there. We had a family PC but it was then in my bedroom, and Ray was sitting there showing my mother something on the screen. I sat down and looked too and saw that (((someone))) had bookmarked a bunch of tranny, gay, and hardcore porn and my mother obviously thought it was me. I didn't even realize at the time and just blamed a virus, but now I'm convinced Ray did that to make my mother think I was a fag or something. I hated that guy. He split up with my mom eventually she spent the next couple of years threatening suicide every week until my will was broken.

I'm not as nice to my normie roastie sister as I could be. She's helped me out a lot.

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I went to a party with some chad friends. I got drunk, I got high, I ended up blowing 2 of them. They spread it around the school that I wanted to suck their cocks but they declined me, pretty much ruined the rest of my time in high school. I'm not even gay, they were just my only friends, it was my first party, I just didn't want to lose them.

I joined a fashion club at university because I have inheritance from my fathers death, in excess of 70,000 dollars. I'm part of the student news, and all I write about are the shitty outfits that I see on campus. I take pictures and include them in the articles.