TriStateGirl93

 I want a new job. Honestly I wish I got a new one a year ago. I want to make more money.

Currently I work at a homeless shelter. I'm open to other jobs in the field of nonprofits or the homeless. In the past I've also been a freelance writer, and I've been a low level museum employee. I also worked a help desk job once. 

I have a 4 year degree. I want to stay anonymous so I will just tell you it's a liberal arts degree. Within the world of Communications. 

My Dad is bipolar and my childhood was messed up. He only stopped being abusive because he got diabetes and declined physically.

I'm 27 now. Things aren't perfect, but it's better than my childhood. I still struggle with all those bad feelings. Feeling trapped and helpless. The want for more, but not being able to fix your life. I always wonder if those feelings are always there. 

I worked at a Big Y years ago. It's a supermarket in CT and MA. I forgot to make shrimp cocktail one night. The next day my manager screamed horribly at me for it. I asked him to stop multiple times. I understood I forgot, but he wouldn't stop. It was awful. Then he tried to act like he was sad, but he would have stopped if that was true. 

The next shift I confronted him, and he tried to blow it off as if it wasn't a big deal. He kind of apologized, but wanted me to forget about it. He wouldn't acknowledge what he did was bad.Why would a company allow something like this? I know I forgot something, but he took it way too far. 

My Dad has bipolar. He hit me a lot when I was a kid. He barely worked, and didn't even seem bothered when I went without things. 

He tries to say he tried his best, but he put in almost no effort, and now I have to live with these memories. 

My Dad is bipolar, and hit me a lot when I was a kid. Even on my best days I think about that time. I don t go to therapy because I just wish it never happened, and there's no pill for that.

I m 27 now, and somewhat of an adult. I graduated college years ago. I work. I need a better job, but when I job hunt I get psyched out. I feel inadequate, and get afraid to apply to most things.

I'm a 27 year old female. I've never had a serious boyfriend. It gets to me sometimes. I worry I might never have one. No one ever thinks this is my story though. Apparently I come off as normal, but I've missed out on a lot. 

I've never had a first kiss. I lie if people ask about it. I have said I had it at 9 before, and 11 or 12 other times. 11 or 12 is the one I stick to now. I just describe an actual time I hung out with a boy or boys as a kid, and then add the part where we kiss. These were scenarios where we played together, but that was it. I remember that there were times in middle school where I hoped things would lead to a date or a kiss, but they didn't. I was a tomboy, and I felt like this friend zoned me. I was also very tall, so the boys would be my height or shorter. 

As a kid I was ready to date. I was devastated when each school year passed, and I was alone again. 

I wasn't popular. I was quiet, and poorer than other kids in town. My Dad was mentally ill, and I had a hard time coping.

People could tell I was the kind of girl who wouldn't have sex, and while it's great to avoid pregnancy and diseases I think this holds me back. 

I feel like I missed out. I have some hope I will find someone though.   

I'm 27 and made it past my abusive childhood. I ask this question for closure.

I wish I had a Dad that wasn't bipolar. No one deserves a bipolar parent. I wish I had someone who had worked and taken care of me. A Dad that hadn't hit me all the time. He has occasionally admitted what he did, but also pushes that it wasn't his fault, or he tries to downplay it. 

My Mom was much better, but I do wish she had left my Dad. She says she wishes things had been different 

My Dad is bipolar. He hit me a lot, pulled my hair, and banged me into things. Despite this I turned into a normal adult. Now that I am almost 27 I ask him about that time. Why he didn't stop. What he thought would happen when I grew up. I tell him I love him, but he was a terrible father. 

His responses range from accepting what he did to denying all of it. Sometimes he says he only hit me once or that I'm exaggerating. I post about what happened on Facebook and across the internet, and that is usually when he is upset. If he was truly sorry I don't think he would mind though. As I have pointed out to him, I have to live with the memories not him. 

Other times he admits what he did, but when he claims to be sorry it isn't very genuine. He says he is sorry because he didn't know I would hold it over his head. He tries to blame his life. Saying having sick parents made him do it. He tries to say I deserved it, but then I remind him I was a child. 

He tries to build himself up, saying he is great because he stuck around, but he didn't even financially support us. He points out my Mom forced him to have kids, which to be fair I have told her this wasn't a very good decision. 

Does your abusive parent comment on the ordeal now that you're an adult? 

I made it to adulthood somehow. I'm a few months away from being 27.

I survived a bipolar Dad. When you have a bipolar parent it means they hit you. A lot. I was able to survive that, and now I'm a normal adult. 

For me the hardest part of all this is never getting the full closure. My Dad thinks he was right. He doesn't want to be held accountable for hurting me. He gets mad when I post about my abusive childhood. I will have to deal with the memories my whole life. The helpless feelings. He gets to pretend it never happened. 

I'm 26 now, so I've moved on, but sharing experiences is fun. 

Boys didn't ask me out in middle or high school. Adults would ask me if I was dating. I would have to tell them no, but pretend like it was OK. It was awkward and embarrassing. I think they asked, because despite being very quiet, I came off as normal. Even as an adult I'm ashamed that I never had a boyfriend in middle or high school. 

Someone I know works for It Works, another works for Monat. In he past I knew someone who worked for Mary-Kay.

A first they were funny,  it sometimes the social media posts are a bit much.

I'm completely normal as far as adults go. College degree and working. I still hold onto childhood trauma from my Dad. I do so because if I was to let it go my parents would pretend the physical abuse wasn't that bad. To heal I need to hold on. I need to accept it was abuse, and not let it be brushed off as nothing. 

I'm job hunting, but I do have a job, I just need a better one. I've job hunted before while unemployed. I was a tad more aggressive then since my money was running out. 

Right now I've filled a few general applications as confidence boosters, saved a few job postings, but I don't know, since going from my early 20's to mid 20's I get psyched out about applying to things. I used to be so confident, and even applied to jobs that were far reaches. 

I'm 26 for reference. I still have my graphing calculator from high school. I was bad at math, but that calculator was so expensive that I just can't throw it away. It just sits there at the bottom of a drawer. I don't even know if it still works. I find this funny.

I know it sounds crazy, but I'm a 26 year old female who has never had a boyfriend or kissed a guy. 

Certain things in my life pushed good guys away. I was poor, and honestly my parents had nerve having kids. Money was tight, and it was obviously to other kids we were poor. My Mom tried to make it up to us, but my Dad wouldn't work a real job, and he felt he was a great father for just being there. 

I wasn't allowed to do a lot of things. My Dad is abusive and mentally ill. I couldn't have people over because it wasn't safe. My Dad was really crazy then. I couldn't do normal things with people I connected with. No sleepovers, which really got in the way. That meant no church youth group retreats. I didn't get to go on one of those until senior year of high school. No water guns, scooters, or rollerskating. I was finally allowed to have a skateboard when I was 12. 

My Dad holding me back made it hard for me to socialize well. I feel this has spilled over into adulthood.

My Dad is bipolar and hit me all the time. I wanted it to stop so bad. I just wanted someone to make it stop. I'm 26 now. College grad. Working and whatnot. I still feel sick when I think about those times. My Dad gets mad when I bring it up because he can't change things. He claims to feel bad, but other times he says I deserved it, and that it wasn't that bad. He just gets to move on while I have to feel bad for the rest if my life.

I'm 26 and possibly on my way to success, but not there yet. I'm not working retail, but my job doesn't pay well. Hourly manager. Low paid one.

I have a bachelors.

I cheer other people on, it I also get jealous of anyone more successful than me. I think of job interviews that lead to nothing, and how I think I should be making it. I get anxiety about applying to things. I feel incompetent, even though I am a good worker. At the same time I don't think I'm better than anyone else. It'a a hard thing to explain. I'm upset with how former and current employers have treated me, but also wish the best for them.

Which east coast comic con's do you enjoy?

I'm a comic con fan. So far I have been to

ConnectiCon 2016, 2017, 2018, 2019

ComiCONN 2016 (Hartford) 2017&2018 (Foxwoods) They took a break for 2019.

Rhode Island Comic Con 2016, 2017, 2018

TerrifiCon 2017, 2018, & 2019 (Mohegan Sun)

Big Apple Comic Con 2017, 2018, 2019 (NYC

CT Horrorfest 2019 (Naugatuck, CT)

Liberty City Anime Con 2017

Here's my list.

The Financial Diet

Mr. Nightmare

Ash Hardell

John Hill

Dale Decker

Braille Skateboarding

Alex Bertie

Shane Dawson

Dan Bell

Chills

Ready to Glare

Lucas Cruikshank

DJ Vlad

Channel Awesome (Nostalgia Critic)

Criminally Listed

Blimey Cow

Josh Peck

1491's (As of this post they haven't uploaded in awhile though)

Evil Iguana Productions (As of this post they haven't uploaded in awhile)

I'm 26 for reference.

I made good friends in college, but we live apart so it's hard to see each other.

I'm closer to some of my high school friends, but honestly their just aquintances now. They aren't maturing and I don't like some of the people they bring around. I know this ride but when I was younger I tended to attract quirky friends, but as adults it isn't OK anymore. They don't act like adults, and I've also started to realize some of them aren't great people. Like they judge people for doing stuff, but do bad stuff themselves. I enjoyed their friendship as kids, but we all became friends out of circumstance.