posted on Jul, 27 2009 @ 12:30 PM
Actually, yes. My mother divorced our father and married his brother. 2 years later my "uncle-dad" put his kids (my cousin-step-brothers &
sisters) in an orphanage and split. Mom lost the house and everything within 2 months, split us (4 kids) up, taking my little sister with her to live
at her mother's house. Grandma didn't want her bringing a housefull of kids, so three of us were left behind with no where to go. One of my
brother's stayed with friends. My other brother went to my father's family and was passed around. I went to my boyfriend's mother's house where
she neglected her own 5 kids. Basically, she showed up once a week with a loaf of bread and a gallon of milk, paid the bills and left. She preferred
staying at her boyfriend's house.
My boyfriend was a 19 year old pizza delivery/pot dealer/violent control freak, I was 14. His mom kicked us out about 20 times but he kept bringing
me back anyway. She hated me. I spent my teens trying to stay out of everyones way, quit school and worked full time (when I could), living out of
cars, other people's houses and in the woods. I was 5'10" and weighed 115 lbs until I finally escaped him and his influence by going into hiding
when I was 20.
I rode the bus to my waitressing job, lived in a $40/week efficiency, saved my tips, bought a car, taught myself to drive, got a license (in that
order ) and slowly but surely got my mind and life together.