I don’t know if anyone is going to read but I just want to share my life because I feel like it’s at its end and I’m tired.
All my life I feel like I grew up alone. When I was really young I lost my father. My mom was a young parent of three and was struggling. Because my dad past she was able to receive social security benefits. My whole life I felt like those checks are what helped up survive. I moved from Florida to Georgia to stay close to grandma. Some years past and on November 1 was the day my grandma past away. That day was the worst day ever but I had to learn to keep moving and she wasn’t coming back. It’s hard to break down my life because it’s so much to talk about that it’s all over the place. I just want to share where I am now in high school I finally thought I found someone I just wanted to be loved. Instead all I got out was getting pregnant twice and left alone in the end.