Hello anthrodex users, I am ScapeSpur. My furs call me Cosmo or Stars though! This is the Story of my life.

DISCLAIMER:TOPICS OF SELFHARM, SUICIDE, MENTAL HOSPITAL, NEGLECT, AND ABUSE

My Childhood

My childhood was like any others, go to a school you hate, come home and watch cartoons, get hit by your 2 yr older brother, get neglected by your mom, get screamed at by your dad, and argue with your sister...you know, THE REGULAR. All jokes aside my childhood WAS normal and GOOD until my brothers anger issues got out of hand...he would hurt ME and out 4 yr older sister who might have atuism. Now I wasnt really...ABUSED I just got hurt a lot even though i did nothing wrong...to this day he still does this but its better now. We learned this happenes because when he was born, he was born unable to exspress emathy AND spmathy for others and himself. Anywho, my mom basically acted like she birthed me and I have a memory of her telling me she wanted to abort me or put me up for adoption but we didnt have the money? (Idk dont quote me on that one.) My family had NO drinking problems but they look they would lol, my in reality my dad HATES smokers and drunk people. My mom got drunk once he was so mad he started yelling at us and cursing us out started hitting the wall grounded one of us (dont remeer but not me) and when my mom came home she was fine, she wasnt even swaying or even looked like she was under the enflounce of achole...but she was...like 7 shots in an hour.

Age 10-15

Ages 10-15 years of my LATEST life was...Interesting to say the least, but by far the biggest thing was (TW) Going to the Mental Hospital...yeah so the night of August 10th I tried to choke myself out and I was close! But my mom caught me and dragged me to the Emergency Office and I got hospitalized almost for two nights, i couldnt cry, then couldnt STOP crying, and they put me in a Hospital Gown which I know have PTSD from...So, yay :\ Finally they send me to a Mental Hospital called "Lincoln Prairie Behavioral Health Center" you so i was wth a bunch of people who were...kinda weird, one was screaming their head off, the other stared at me singing in a different language. (They had sicosis though) and someone there taught me how to hurt myself with a marker cap AND that you only need a tablespoon of water to drown yourself...yeah he needs to stay there if he knows all that, am I right? I didnt get released until like a month later because i kept asking to STAY longer because i liked it more than my own home and i didnt know that if you ask that they kick you out...WOW THANKS DUDE! I came back and i thought my family was gonna try to help me...they yelled at me, punshied me, grounded me, mocked me, made fun of my scars, and all that sht. I got my tooken and I still didnt have it until I turned 15...I got it tooken at the age of 10. 5 years 5 YEARS. Whatever, I did kinda run away AGAIN when I was 15 though so It makes sense. Speaking of this, my mom called me "A Mentally Unstable Liar" to the cops and they went to me said that she said that and said "Shes not wrong, you are an unstable little fck"...LIKE WHAT?! but yeah idgaf now since I was 15.

Age 16 and 17

I got better from all my disorders, but you can still see my Selfharm to this day like theyre new (they are not) and people always ask me if Im okay, im like "that was a WHILE ago, almost 2 YEARS ago" but yeah, sure its hard to overcome these types of things but you MUST know, you are not alone, we have youre back- I have your back. (Dont be sad, bc sad backwards is DAS and Das not good :3 ) If you ever need to talk to someone as a little buddy listener or advicer Im always open! Just DM and Ill sometime soon to it answer! Dont be afriad to talk to me just because im 17 Y'all ill still help you, were all human, or at least BORN human : (Talking about alterhumans)

BYE GUYS, STAY WEIRD, AND YOURE NOT ALONE!! ;3