My first blog Monday 02/23/26 10:28 pm
I feel the only thing I should talk about for my first entry is myself- not to sound self obsessed but to tell you who you are reading about.
without disclosing personal information I am an eighteen year old woman from a small little town in the south, I grew up with a decent mother (I will explain more) my father got into drugs when I was about 7 years old, I grew up in survival mode. I made some bad choices growing up, I acted older than what I was and wish I could take alot back, I write in notebooks and taught someone might get a thrill from reading my life, I don't do much I love animals and I have alot of stories while they don't necessarily paint me in a good image, they are the stories that I learned from.
growing up my mother didn't teach me girly things, when I younger she would put my hair up for school and pick my outfit out for me but once my father dipped my mother lost herself, I remember going up the stairs to go to bed and seeing her puking because my father was cheating on her, I hold alot of confusion in my heart to my mother, at the end of the day she's always going to be my mother and im grateful I am in this world. My mother tried her best I can look back and see that but at the same time... when I was about 7 my dad called me and all my sibling to their bedroom to tell us that he cheated on my mom but that she cheated back so she was bad, from a very young age I could see that he was in the wrong my mom eventually started dating the dude she cheated on my father with while he was in jail, eventually my mother go married to my stepdad and it was the tips of hell . I dont cuss but it was not super good. My stepdad was my father's drug dealer.
When my mom and stepdad got married, my stepdad was back on drugs and cheating and on the run, the cops were at my house in my bedroom, my stepdad went back to jail eventually and my mom was planning on staying with im, I worked at a gas station and there was a man working would come in my mother started working with me and she started seeing the new dude while married to my stepdad, my moms new bf told her she needed to divorce my stepdad if she wanted to be with him she did and then her boyfriend moved in with us, my aunt was against this because my mother did not know the man well enough to move him in with her children, my aunt was correct and her bf did things he was the same drugs my dad and stepdad were, he blamed the drugs and said he would never do such a thing my mother wasn't home and he told the victim she was, I called my aunt and my mother answered my aunt, my mother stayed with the man..
she will be mad at me for posting this. I went home to surprise my mother for her birthday and wanted to see my childhood dog that my father gave us when he left, I loved this dog more than myself, I seen he was skin and bones and started balling, I called my boyfriend who had just dropped me off and told him to come get me and my dog my mothers boyfriend came home and I screamed at him "why does my dog look like this? do you guys even feed him?" he started cussing at me telling me the house I grew up in wasn't mine so I left, my mother brought me my Christmas gift early and we didn't speak I blew her phone up she didn't care, he told her he never said that so I returned to house with my dog because I had no place to keep him and I didn't want to give him up, my mother told me not to and it wasn't a good time so I went anyway I more than likely should have not but I didn't care and was beyond mad. I go and ask if she confronted him about lying and when she kept telling me to mind my business I told her I would confront him, I did he started mocking me and throwing things he threatened to call the cops and I told him I gladly would me and my mother stopped talking she wanted me to apologize she took my dog from me.
the following weekend I text my sister to see if my dog is happy and she tells me he is just in the chair so I decide to take him to the vet so he can get adopted, turns out my mother went on vacation. she called me when I got to the vet and told me she started crying.
