Hello everyone,
Glad you are enjoying the story this far….well where did I leave off? Yes I was around 12yrs old and I had started to drink a lot. My mother hadn’t even noticed that I was raiding her liquor cabinet pretty much everyday.
I would fill up my thermos….and take it to school. On one particular day I decided to take 3 to school. well I guess you already know how bad that went!
After that everything went down hill, I wasn’t fitting in at school, my grades we upside down. With things messed up at home ( and they were messed up!) I had nowhere to go. I decided to find my mother, My real mother. I took all the money I could find in the house, a few CD mine and my brother and left.
Meeting people out there really wasn’t hard. There was always someone willing to take a young girl under their wing. I will say now I realize I should have never left in the first place.
My adopted Mother gave me up when I was 16 years old. I guess I was having a severe Identity crisis but who really knows who they are under these circumstances. I don’t know if it was because she was hurt or just tired.
When I was 15 years old I meet my biological mother and I gotta say it was not what I expected. I was not prepared for the difficulties she would lay on me. She had diagnosed Schizophrenia. This is quite a disturbing illness…..And there was no blue sky at the end of my rainbow just plenty more pain and disappointment!
Come back again and read part 3!
Until Next time,
Smiles,
Lisa
