When I was young- five years old, I witnessed my mom’s arrest. It traumatised me. When I was twelve, I attempted suicide. I was fed up with life and bullying. My dad was an alcoholic, my mom couldn’t be there and I was alone. In the past year, I had been in a behavioural health hospital three times and in the midst of that, lost my brother to CPS custody. I had to live with the guilt because I was the one who chose for us to be separated. I could not forgive myself for that, but I was okay. I saw him and my mom six months later and we had a great time. I’m under great amounts of stress but I’m doing a lot better.
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