
Originally Posted by
scooby doo love
Ok, well I'll start from the beginning...
From as long as I can remember my mother has been addicted to crack cocaine, and I have no idea who my birth father is. My birth father is out of two men, which neither one denying me as their child. Due to my parents addiction, I spent most of my childhood with my grandmother. When I got older around 10, 11, I started hanging with the wrong crowd. I stole from stores (2 total), one which I got caught. When I got caught, I was told to stay out of the store, and I was fingerprinted. I started smoking marijuana not only a dail basis but sometimes. ( about 3 times total). I was ( and my friends) stopped by the police for being out past curfew, and since we were near home the officers told us to go directly there which we did. The second time one of my former friends broke into a home that was abandon. I don't remember much details, but we were stopped and asked by several officers what happend. We all said we knew nothing, so we were let go.
At the age of 12, something bad happend and the police were called. I was later asked to testify in court, but I left some details out because of fear of the offenders family. Plus, the offenders cousin added things to tell me. I eventually told everything though.
I also started calling radio stations. My mother ( who then had custody of me) was told that a police report was filed a against me for phone harrassment. I have no idea still if theis is true.
I began seeing a counselor for emotional problems. No suicide related things, but for problems in my life.
After that I was placed with my older sister, and I still live here now. But, she smokes marijuana and when I first came, I smoked it twice. I never been high though. She still asks me for money for it every now and then, and I'll give her the money. I started again calling radio stations which they called the police, but I not sure if any charges were filed or anything. This went on for about 2 years and I was eventually banned from calling. I have not called a single radio station since then.
Fast forward to now... I still keep contact with ny mother. I give her money because she asks and asks even if I say no. If she spends it on drugs that is beyond me. She steals things from stores and gives them to me. Not to hide but usable things like lotion, body wash, personal items.
I took a Vicodin pill for pain once ( before I knew they were illegal). I don't have a high credit score because my cousin put a phone in my name when I was 15 and its still shows up, so it hard for me to get a credit card to establish credit. I go school for Criminal Justice with a 3.0 average. My driving record is clean. And so that's it...
Sorry it's kind of long and I think I made it sound more like an autobiography than anything... Thanks for reading and tell me your thoughts, input ,or just opinions...