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Hello i am 14 years old i really enjoy helping people and i love to type i am really glad i got a link to this guild because i have already helped out many teens and would like to help a older crowd if your a parent i would like to help you. I am poor in real life and well i am rich on gaia so since i cant help people in real life i would love to help out where i can there for gaia i really am not puting much effort in this paragraph which is why i am not typing to properly but still my heart is in the right place 3nodding i would really love to hear your story because mine was very sad i would understand if you would prefer not to share with me but anyway ^^ hope i hear from you please comment my profile and also Private message me your story if your comfortable and if i am touched i will give you a little something well i hope none of you feel like its hope less everyone has a reason to live need any sort of coaching i am here to talk to you please tell me and i will help you and hopefully i can help well ok thanks for your time please no kids pretending to be adults i am a kid myself i mean 14 is still a kid but anyway i think over 22 is a adults well anyway have a nice day ^^ 4laugh

No harm asking, but I doubt if you will get a response you are looking for.

I'm 15.
This makes me better than you in every way.

Wait why are we aloud to post here?

Well, you seem like a nice person. Since nobody of you knows me in real life I'll tell you my story.
When I was little I had a sister. Her name was Rose.
When my mother, she and I went to the store, she saw a cat on the road and there was a car coming, so she tried to get it. I, who was holding her hand at that time, didn't notice anything, so her hand slipped out of mine and she got hit by the car.
She was instantly dead.
After that my mother's attitude towards me changed. I was seven and my sister was four back then, by the way.
After that I didn't have a decent conversation with my mother. First, she didn't speak at all, and when I hit puberty there were just fights.
Then my little brother was born. Every time my mother went out she took him and left me home alone, again pressing on the fact that I wasn't loved anymore.
When I was twenty I met Wybe, the person I am getting married with next year December. He was there for me, and when I said I wanted to have something to remember me of Rose every day. He was there when I got the Rose-tattoo I have on my upper arm.
A couple of weeks ago my mother called. She started yelling emmidiately.
Now I could explain the whole story, or just tell you a couple of things. I think I'll do the last.
she told me it was all my fault my sister had died, I wasn't strong enough, she hated me, she wished I had died that day; if that had happened her life would've been so much happier. When she said the last I snapped, I hung up and spend the next day at home, depressed.
That day I decided to make sure she would never talk to me again. I got a new phone and number. I couldn't move. That costed too much and my boyfriend and I were living near University, so moving would be problematic.
Then Lowlands came. Lowlands is a Dutch music festival. I called my little brother, who until then, had gone with me every year because there were also his favorite bands there, and the phone call was cut off by.. guess who? My mother. She told my brother to not hang out with me anymore because he could die. Auch. She said it loudly, the phone still on.
After that there was a lot of discussion between me and my father (who had divorsed from my mother a whole while ago) and he talked to my mother discussing if my brother could still be having contact with me.
She gave in, me utterly happy, my brother don't understanding what exactly had happened.
Lowlands was allready over though, so that was flushed down the drain.
Momently, I haven't spoken to my mother in a couple of weeks, but my brother is still visiting occansionally, wich really feels great. He is a great kid and I help him with a lot of stuff my mother of father can't help him with.
End of very, very long story. Thanks for listening.
By the way, what are you young kids doing here? xp

Agreed. Luckily, or unluckily?, I still remember being that age. It really sucked. Being a "grown up" isn't all it's cracked up to be, but at least I am responsible for myself, and don't have to deal with living with people that I don't want to be around.

I hope I don't forget so that I can understand my kid more when she is older. 3nodding

Its hard sometimes to see things for what they truly are, your mom has made a terrible mistake just from reading your post you sound like an amazing person dont lose heart.. I wish you all the luck in the world and on top of that all the love heart

I think that's about the nicest thing I've seen on Gaia.
There is a lot of parent and kid bashing and it just isn't right and here you are offering to help parents!
Good for you.
I joined Gaia to make sure it was a safe place for my kids. Soon I was as hooked as they were and started buying MCs for them and their friends. Now I have collected many Gaiafriends and gaiafamily that are just like family to me.
I am poor IRL too, so I know how nice it is to have a little something in Gaia. It is also nice to be able to help others.
Way to go! heart

Well, the worst thing was that I blamed myself too until I was about sixteen. After that I accepted it wasn't my fault. That may seem pretty selfish, but I really snapped when she told me she wished I was dead in stead of Rose. I think she should be glad she has a child alive, but apparently I'm not good enough for her. She shows me this still now, and especially in my teenage years, how she loved every child she ever had more than me.
After that phone call it finally hit me: she hated me.