Revenge
I was born deaf as a child. This is a trait I had that my mother never liked about me but my father always stood up for when I was young. At the age of eight my father left my mother to care two brothers and I as he had an affair with another woman. I always admired my father and still to this day I never got over his departure. In school I was always at a detriment when it came to learning because at the time there was no school for the deaf like there is now, so I would have to try and learn everything for myself. This wasn’t easy for me because I wouldn’t have been the brightest anyway. When I received bad results my mother would scream and roar at me not that I could hear her, but she would occasionally beat me with the buckle of a belt. I often get flashbacks of bad memories of my childhood as I wasn’t very resilient. I found it very difficult to make friends as I wasn’t able to communicate with people and as a result I wasn’t very gregarious.
At the age of twelve my mother my mother sent me for ear surgery in the local hospital. My mother wouldn’t have been able to pay for this but since I was the o called “guinea pig” for this experimental surgery I received it for free. Unfortunately for me this surgery turned out to be a horrific failure. My hearing was fine from my right ear for the first five years after the operation but then at around the age of eighteen my life turned into a living hell. The surgery in my ear began to fail and every day was torture. I became half deaf, as in when people talked to me all I could hear was sounds not words just sounds. I also would hear these very loud pitched noises for no reason at all which would burn the inside of my right ear. This trauma led to more and more flashbacks. I became very frustrated with myself and angry with everyone around me. This led to me becoming severely despondent. My brother noticed a change in me for the worse and sent me to a psychiatric centre in the local town.
While I was...