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小時候在農村長大，由爺爺奶奶撫養我，在村裏的小學上學，爸爸媽媽很少回來，基本每次回來家裏都會吵架，還會有各種各樣的事叫我去幹，其實就是一些雞皮蒜毛的小事，可他就是喜歡叫我在那裏等著任他使喚，我走心想其他事的時候還會對我各種怒哄，給我起難聽的外號侮辱我的人格，對哥哥卻是不一樣的畫風，小時候經常會對我家暴，喜歡對我大聲呵斥，從小就給我留下了陰影，所以一般他叫我做什麽我都不會反抗，我總是默默的承受那些負面情緒，默默的躲在角落或者深夜在被窩裏哭，很多次讓我懷疑自己不是他的親生兒子，甚至也有過輕生的想法，可是我卻忍了下來，現在上大學下半年就要面臨實習然後就業了，身邊的朋友同學都考完了駕照，我卻向他開不了口，也從來不向他開口要錢，因爲我從小到大都是向媽媽要錢的，他總是給我灌輸家裏特別窮沒錢的思想，所以我性格比較自卑和孤僻，只是我也總能掩飾的很好，在家裏我很少會笑，跟他們相處我根本就開心不起來，每到期末考試的時候我就會告誡自己一定要努力，考試失利的時候我就會特別自責，會恨自己，因爲自卑，所以上大學也沒怎麽參加社團活動，沒怎麽拿學院的獎狀，希望這些以後不要影響我，我對這個家庭真是失望透了，只想盡快擺脫他們，我真的好恨自己，恨自己的天真和善良，我應該不會釋懷了，內心還是好委屈好痛苦，一想到他心裏一陣陣絞痛跟刀割一樣的，真的難以忘懷

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