[MENTION=15323]Eulaliya[/MENTION] I read that right, your dad hit you with a rod? If so I'm truly sorry this happened to you, no child should be struck like that from their parents. I know different cultures do different things, but it's unacceptable imo. Then for him to go on say what he said, the harsh words of those closest can hit the hardest. You clearly are having an incredibly rough time in life at the moment, but as basic as it sounds, it wont last forever. These things will shape you as a person, and you will surely come out of it stronger, and look back on these days in the future and feel a sense of achievement for how far you have gone. Academics are not what only matters, and each person is different. Only because you didn't perform super well, doesn't mean you aren't smart or have potential. Our societies and system force people down academic routes and make them think that is all that matters, achieving those grades. When many people are not suited to academics, and flourish through other means. It's clear you are one of those people. We've seen it time and time again that you are an insanely talented person at art, your drawings are amazing and i'm certain many of us on here couldn't do anywhere near as good as you. If you want to go back to college and school to study, then you do that. Make it happen, but believe it that college and grades aren't everything.
Hi Eulaliya. I know this is a late response, but I did not see your post until now. It's awful to read about this. I'm very sorry for you and I wish you all the best. I apologize for the post that I wrote in the other topic in which I wrote 'I hope that [MENTION=15323]Eulaliya[/MENTION] is OK'. I was referring to the hurricane, not to this situation, which I did not know of.
How do I feel? Well, I think I feel OK. Last weekend, my grandma died at the age of 92, which is a respectable age of course. Her death went very fast. We received a call on Friday night that my grandma was in a very bad condition and that her life probably would not last much longer anymore. My parents then planned to go and see her on Saturday as it might have been the last opportunity to see her. But on Saturday morning we heard that she had passed away the night before. The way we received the message that she died was a bit silly though. The nursing home called my dad's phone in the middle of the night, which he was not able to hear as he was asleep. They did not even try to call our landline. Had they done that then we may have heard the message much earlier. Anyway, my parents went to the nursing home on Saturday to arrange a lot of stuff for the funeral. They saw her body before she was put into the coffin as well. My mom told me that she (my grandma) had a small smile on her face as if she was to say 'I died happily'. To be honest, it was a miracle that she survived the last couple of years anyway. She was sick, she had a blood disease, she didn't eat and drink enough and she was just recovering from a pneumonia. She has been in and out of the hospital ever since 2005. Her husband (my grandpa) died 4 years ago. It was obvious that she missed him after being together for about 70 years! So I think that we can all live with this, despite the fact that death is not a nice thing to think about of course. The thing that worries me a bit is that we are a small family. There's nothing we can do about it, but I do not feel comfortable about it at all. From my dad's side of the family, I've only got one uncle and my dad left. No siblings, no cousins, no nephews, no nieces, no grandparents. I will be the last man standing from my dad's side of the family since I will not get any children because of my autism. I wouldn't be able to raise them while being autistic. On my mom's side of the family, I've still got my uncle, my aunt & my 2 cousins. What I'm afraid of, is that I will feel a bit lonely once the biggest part of my family are dead. All old people in my family are dead now. That's not the only thing. It's nearly the 1 year anniversary of the death of my best friend. He died at the age of 27. I still can't stop thinking about him and at times I feel emotional about his death. You know, we had so many great memories. We loved listening to music together at work. There are a lot of songs of which I have memories about him. Time Stood Still by Bad English was our song, just like Ik Wou Dat Ik Jou Was by Veldhuis & Kemper and Alles Is Op by Samson & Gert (only Dutch & Flemish people will understand
). I will probably forever remember those songs as the songs that we loved to sing along with. Then there's also Stairway To Heaven by Led Zeppelin. This is not a song that we sang together, but that song always makes me cry because of his death. I heard that song on the radio just the day after I heard he died. Therefore, I will always think about him while hearing that song. I can't even listen to that song just once without crying even though it's been one year already since he died. My life just isn't the same without him and, though it was much longer ago, my ex gf who broke up with me. Me and my best friend had a perfect click ever since we met at work for the first time in 2010. We have been friends ever since that time. This was not the first time that a very young person who cared about me died. My good MSN Messenger friend Melissa died in February 2009 at the age of just 17. Suicide. I remember the last time we ever messaged each other. It was December 31, 2008. We were like 'hope things get better in 2009'. They clearly didn't. The day I heard she died was probably one of the weirdest days I've ever encountered. She was a beautiful girl and I meant a lot to her, though I wasn't her BF. According to her best friend, she always talked about me, not about any of her other online friends. Though we did not have much contact since one year before she died, I will always remember her.
EDIT : sorry for my message being this long.