I'm new to all this. But I'll go on with myself. I'll speak out with some stuff thats happening in my present life and I'll talk about stuff that has happened in my past as well.
Well I can't really get over my past so I'll speak on some of that to get it off my mind a bit. It all started when I was about nine when my grandmother died when it all started...
My mom had gotten on drugs really bad and so was my stepdad. I guess the death of her mother caused my mom to go into a depression soo deep she started drugs. With five kids to take care of they both should of known better. They should of known better to get the lights turned off, during the winter we had no lights, no food, no heat and it was always very cold. We'd stay in bed most of the day to keep warm while mom and dad spent all their money on drugs. I soo hated my life.
I somewhat still have a small amount of hate for my mom as well.
She can at least say she's sorry. But she goes on with life as if nothing ever happened.
