people who were hitting me badly with sticks, scales and roller pins were my parents and i considered them my parents.
i allowed them to dictate my life, major life decisions for me and who should be my friends etc.
Ultimately nobody wanted to be my friends....because the so called alcoholic, chronically sick parents would keep checking on them, barge into their houses unannounced, call them up frequently, keep following them and me.
It got so creepy that i never had friends till the time i lived with my parents and now when i live with my husband i dont know how to make friends its become too late....
but yes most of the people can make out that i am dumb and people pleaser they can actually manipulate me and extract things from me.....i dont blame them since i am so low on self esteem and self confidence.
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