my story-the beginning
Sometimes I wonder. Does he ever think about me? Does he feel ashamed? Guilty? What does he look like? Does he regret his mistakes? Am I still just another one of his mistakes.
I wonder about her too. Does she think of me where she is? Does she remember me? Does she cry herself to sleep because she has realized what she's lost?
I wonder if my life will ever be normal.
My great-grandpa was an alcoholic and he died before I met him. But because of his addiction 3 of his sons became drug addicts. One was shot by the police, one lost an eye, and one is my grandpa. My grandpa married another drug addict, Mary, who had three kids of her own. Together they had one kid, my mother. Their four children also got into drugs, naturally, I mean it'd be pretty hard not to if your parents did. Soon after that, however, my grandpa realized his mistakes and was ready to quit using drugs for the wrong reasons. He and Mary split but through all his tries he could not get his children to stop doing drugs.
My mom was 16 when she was pregnant with me. Her sisters boyfriend raped her and when he found out he got her pregnant he told her to get an abortion so he would not have to have any responsibilities for me. My mom was IN THE ABORTION CLINIC when my grandpa found out what she was planning on doing and saved her and me from a very basd decision.
A few years later my sister was born and a few years after that my brother was born. We went from house to house. Sometimes we were left outside or at a Circle K to fend for ourselves. A little while after my brother was born we were invited to live with my great-aunt (my grandpas sister). A few years after we moved in my mom never came home. A couple months later we were finally realizing she was not gunna come back and our aunt would be our mom. Then she came back to pick up some of her stuff, the "important" stuff; but guess who wasn't on that list. Her children! Well here I am now living with my aunt with a ton of other "siblings" trying to live a normal life but its nearly impossible!!!!!
Plz leave a message! This is my first time using this diary.
I wonder about her too. Does she think of me where she is? Does she remember me? Does she cry herself to sleep because she has realized what she's lost?
I wonder if my life will ever be normal.
My great-grandpa was an alcoholic and he died before I met him. But because of his addiction 3 of his sons became drug addicts. One was shot by the police, one lost an eye, and one is my grandpa. My grandpa married another drug addict, Mary, who had three kids of her own. Together they had one kid, my mother. Their four children also got into drugs, naturally, I mean it'd be pretty hard not to if your parents did. Soon after that, however, my grandpa realized his mistakes and was ready to quit using drugs for the wrong reasons. He and Mary split but through all his tries he could not get his children to stop doing drugs.
My mom was 16 when she was pregnant with me. Her sisters boyfriend raped her and when he found out he got her pregnant he told her to get an abortion so he would not have to have any responsibilities for me. My mom was IN THE ABORTION CLINIC when my grandpa found out what she was planning on doing and saved her and me from a very basd decision.
A few years later my sister was born and a few years after that my brother was born. We went from house to house. Sometimes we were left outside or at a Circle K to fend for ourselves. A little while after my brother was born we were invited to live with my great-aunt (my grandpas sister). A few years after we moved in my mom never came home. A couple months later we were finally realizing she was not gunna come back and our aunt would be our mom. Then she came back to pick up some of her stuff, the "important" stuff; but guess who wasn't on that list. Her children! Well here I am now living with my aunt with a ton of other "siblings" trying to live a normal life but its nearly impossible!!!!!
Plz leave a message! This is my first time using this diary.
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DarkFlower (opgeheven op 23-1-2012)
zaterdag 19 november 2011 19:42
Very heavy story.. Do you talk about all this with your brother/sister?
*hugs*
p.s. Welcome on MD :-) -
Babyy
zondag 11 december 2011 21:16
Wow, sounds like you have a hard life to live. You'll get through it :-)
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