When I tuned 15 I found out my father had cancer. I did what I could to let him think I was ok so he wouldn’t worry. I was taken from my mother for reasons I can’t remember so all I had was him. A month after we found out he had surgery the removed his left lung and he started treatment.
I feel I could have done more but hay i was 15 bills were to be paid by my step sister I went to the store .but my sister didn’t pay all the bills and things started to go down hill they came and got our car I was taken care of my dad who hadn’t gotten out of bed I gave him his meds helped him with a bath feed him fed our 3 dogs 2 cats and a bird cleaned up and when I could slept soon I had to get help my sister had taken my dads money and we had almost lost the house and all electric , phone and water when all was done my dad went to the hospital and I went to a foster home.
When I was there my case worker told me things that were not true my foster home was bad they didn't like me and treated me bad .the girls called me names and I got hit I was even blamed for a death of a hamster. I ran away and called the cops to get me I was taken to a children’s group home where I stayed till I turned 16 and a half , then I was able to live with my dad who had gotten better and a new place to live. With all that we lived fine. I stopped school in 9th grade being that I missed so much.
I was older then the other kids. I started my first job and saved up money. when I turned 18 I moved out of my dads home and with my boyfriend. I lived with him for 2 years I should have left him. But I didn’t!
He had beat me the hole time I lived there tried to kill me one and put a gun to my head and told me I had to have sex with his friend and him or they would kill me .soon after we moved in with his sister that when I found out I was haven a baby. The same day I found out I told him good thing his brother in law and sister was there. He pushed me down so had I slid down the hall and she saw him come after me ready to hit me and stopped him. I got a place of my own in my home town but by the time I was 7 mo. along
I got worried and moved back in with his sister .soon he came to .it was fine I had my first son soon after he was sick and almost died. When he was about 6 months old his dad began to hit me once more this time I was done his sister set me up with one of there friends .we are still together and have a son together .but in 2004 my dad died .
The sad part is I was at the hospital to get checked out I had feel and was in early labor for my 2nd child. When a man was being pulled out while they did CPR I was waken up to the doors and saw it was my dad.
Within 15 min, he had past. Now two years later my uncle found he had cancer it killed him within two weeks of finding it .
There was no helping him we just put him to rest last week. with all that has happened I am ok people tell me I should have lost my mind with my past. And yet I am as well as the next person .
