Once again we were back at the shelter and my mom had sold her car for drugs so we didn’t have a way to go anywhere. Only she told me someone stole it. Everything was okay until one day my mom met me leaving out the door to tell me someone living there was goingContinue reading “Square One and a Sigh Of Relief”
So, my mom and I move into an apartment by ourselves (or at least I thought it was going to be that way) that the shelter helped us move into after 4 long miserable months living there. Everything was great, my mom was clean and we were happier than ever. We didn’t have much butContinue reading “I Was Stronger Than I Thought”
When I was around 12 years old my grandmother and I got an apartment of our own, I was talking to my mom everday and everything was going good. Until the summer after I turned 14. I would go see my mom every summer in Texas where she was on probation for stealing from myContinue reading “Things Were Getting Better… Or Were They?”
When I was 7 years old my grandmother granted custody of me because of my mom’s drug addiction. After that my mom was in and out of my life and I became very depressed. My grandmother would sign me up for things in church to keep me busy. We always took trips in church andContinue reading “Hardships have started”
I was born with what they call Spina Bifida Myelomeningocele. WOW long words, right? Well, spina bifida is a birth defect that effects the spine, nerves and sometimes the brain. Luckily mine didn’t effect my learning and communication skills. When I was born the doctors didn’t know too much about Spina Bifida they just knewContinue reading “The Early Years”
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