From That Day On, I Swore To Change, To Hurt People, To Make Them Suffer As I Suffer!

   Do not give up! life is a constant struggle and if you give it up, you die. Behaving so badly hurts yourself ... and a lot of bad things have happened to me ... I've been through a lot, but I know that one day fate will smile on me too ... one day a friend told me not to keep things for special occasions, because every day in my life is a gift and every day is worth experiencing fully! Give every day a chance to be the happiest in your life and don't take the smile off your face, because you don't know when someone will fall in love with it! :)

   Calm down, life goes on and everything happens the way you do it from here to there, it's all up to you - whether you despair and you can end up committing suicide in another attack of depression or looking for a new man to give you strength and looking for a better a life looking for a better self :)

   Your uncle killed him - it's hard, but it happens. Your grandfather died. Dear child grandfathers, it is right for them to leave before their children. And your grandmother has a lover? Maybe she had a reason for that - you don't know. The worrying thing is that the events took place one after the other and that you were left alone to experience these events. Or you may be a particularly sensitive person ... Sit down and think; why do you have to hurt completely random people who are not to blame for what happened. It will hurt them too, and it will not make it easier for you. On the contrary, help people in a similar situation. Try to reduce their pain. This can be a dedication - other children do not allow themselves to suffer without giving them a hand.

   And can I just ask you how old you are? :)

   Tell me someone who has no problems in this life. Hard things happen to everyone, but what of it - life goes on and does not ask you if you want to be stagnant, if you want to suffer, if you want to be happy, he just runs and if you stay in one place .. you lose. You have decided to be nasty, but you know in yourself that when you are left alone you feel empty. Your uncle was killed by a bad person, there is a difference between good and bad, and I know you realize it because you are not bad and you cannot be. It has been ingrained in people since the early years and it is obvious who is a bastard, a criminal or a good person. I just want to tell you that you still have to keep going. In one movie, they said, "Tragedies happen. What are you going to do, you're going to give up? You're leaving? No. Now I've realized that when your heart is broken, you have to fight to make sure you're still alive. Because you're, and the pain you feel is life. Confusion and fear are there to remind you that there is something better out there. And this thing is worth fighting for… ”

   Abe, isn't this story in the "Fictional" category, what are you complaining about I can't understand? :))

   Do good and it will come back to you many times. God forbid .....

   This is normal. Some would say I'm wrong, but it's true. There are much scarier stories like mine. I experienced the death of many people when I was little and that is 1% of my story. People are not to blame for hurting them! I don't want to offend you, but I think you're spoiled. And yet what does not kill us makes us stronger!

   I couldn't tell from the story who hurt her? My grandfather also died when I was 13. It's hard, but it's natural and to some extent normal. I'm sorry for your uncle, but things like that happen in life. It's pointless to hurt other people because of something they didn't do. To some extent I understand you and I've had moments where I wanted to change and hurt others, but This is because I was intentionally hurt, which is missing in your story. Your grandmother had a lover and hurt your mother? Well, ok, but have you ever wondered why she had it? A woman doesn't catch a lover like that, so something and was missing. Do not judge her so harshly, because your mother is a great person and you should be aware that the relationship of parents has nothing to do with children. Take matters into your own hands - life is difficult, and we must be strong!

   To what I said from № 9 I will say that I fully support her, but in this slightly strange story nowhere is the role of the mother seen, the one who is said to be hurt by the fact that her mother (ie grandmother) is she had someone to cry on and someone to help her (the so-called lover). Does no one see the selfish feeling and the fear that if the grandmother remarries she would reduce the hereditary share of her children? - That is why her daughter is "sad" ... And for the author - The world is like what is inside us. He is the mirror of our selfishness. Our actions are a boomerang thrown to the horizon, and whatever we send there, we will receive. Be good, be what you want others to be with you!

   Selfishness is not a positive trait. Although in "fictional" what is written is meaningful. I entered this section for entertainment, but this topic does not seem fictional to me, although the author did not really experience it, but, say, heard it from somewhere. The best thing I read in it was that my grandmother has a lover. Unlike relationships in many families, I am convinced of one thing: that lovers are the bearers of true feelings and prove it with the relationship between them, despite the shameful pillar that their society has hardened and despite the twists and turns flying constantly to their faces. So I wish the girl who posted the topic to enjoy countless lovers, and his granddaughter to one day say: "Well done grandmother, you are the sweetest grandmother in the world!"