I know I havent really blogged in order, and i do apologize, but I am a very unique and original person so not everything has to be in order. To start this off, Im Heather, Nice to meet you guys! If you have been following me and my blogs I'd like to thank you! If not, then this can be very confusing to you. The number one question I always get is why are you away from home? or Why did you start blogging, Your so young. This is the post you will find the answer!! First off, anyone can blog, there isnt an age to start or stop. I started blogging because I was having a hard time cope with the situation I am in, and I thought this was the best place to go. I didnt expect to like as much as i do! This is the hard part, why am I here? I don't exactly know how to go about this answer, so here goes nothing! It all started Summer before eight grade year. My step mom noticed problems my mother was having and it effected my brother and I badly. Her mother was a certified foster parent so we went into foster care and lived with her. I lived her most of my freshman year. Things there was so peachy keen so we moved to another home. I'm not going to go into detail because its irrevelant. Any who, I lived there up until december of my sophomore year and had the oppertunity to move back home with my mother, I wanted to give her a sceond chance, my brother did not. I was so happy to be back home, but it didnt take long for me to realize why i had moved away. She lacked attention, the one thing I wanted most from her. I didn't look at her as an athority figure, just because she never told me no. I was always honest with her, and i guess thats why I did whatever. Summer came and I was any where but home. This is when I started parting..heavily. It became that I was parting every night. Coming home at 6 when my mom was waking up for work, sleeping until 4, this is when she got off work. Leaving around 6 to go get food, she rarely cooked. I was living the life, or so I thought. I got into everything, I had my car and that all I though I needed. Little did I know, I was running from a lot of problems and feelings. The social worker found out about this parting and I had to take a drug test, and I faild it.. Two days later I passed it. My mom took one as well, and I thought she passed it, a couple days ago I found out the truth. Two weeks later I had court and boom got sent here, not because the drug test mishap but because my mother saved herself by giving me up. Sad story, yes I know, I had to live by the wrong choices I made and this is it.
If you guys have any more questions, or concerns, comments, please do share. It really helpes me & my situation by getting feedback. (:
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