The ones of you that have spent the time to talk to me on here know that for the most part I'm usually very cheerful and kinda funny. However everyone needs to break down and cry every once in a while and tonight is my night to cry. My life for once seems to be going great, I have a great boyfriend but it tears me apart to see his family going through the things I've already been through. My dad told us to get out in 1996. We moved out that summer into a trailer park. I've been white trash, literally we were broke, I was mainly raised by my neighbors and my older sister. The only girls in the neighborhood were me and my sister, so we were raised around all boys and older couples. In the fall my mom's daddy died from lung cancer. We went up to the family farm to bury him in the cemetery which lies right above the house. My dad wasn't allowed to go. That christmas was odd, I spent it in the trailer first that I went to my dads and he gace me a card which read "Merry Christmas, I love you and above love he wrote hate. It also says I was a mistake to be born and he wishes my mom had aborted me or at least had a miscarriage with me." I haven't seen my dad since Christmas day 1996. In 1997 times were hard, my mom and sister got into a lot of fights with each other. Then in 1998 my mom bought us a house in a neighborhood, for once it seemed things were looking better again.
To be continued. . .
