Hi, so anyways, I had a rough childhood. My dad left me with my mom and that started to plant depression in both me and my mom. My mom started to drink and smoke and it was killing her. She started to have issues with her kidneys. I was so sad that I didn't know what to do at all. I couldn't help her because I was just around 11 year old at the time. I hated seeing my mom like that. It was horrible and I became stressed. She abused me and said horrible things about me. The drugs really hurt her bad and so it hurt me. I started doing drugs and drinking at the young age of 14! I stole her cigarettes and drinks and thought things would get better. It only got worse I got tooken away by Child Protective Services at around 15 years of age and was put into a foster home. I was so depressed still but was now with an amazing family. I owe my life to my foster family, because they saved me. I'm now living a healthy life with my wonderful girlfriend in my apartment!