Oh where to begin this story about this life of mine?
As a child, my Grandmother raised me. I knew her as mom. It wasnt until I was in like 6th grade that my younger cousin told me she was not my mom!
My mother... my uterus donor. She had me at a young age. Says my dad beat her. Family & friends say it was some other man. Anyways, this whore decided drugs was more important. So thankfully, my grandma, my mommy, my #1, took me in. My mother however continued to spiral down. When we think shes doing good & I get four step brothers, poof! They're gone! Foster care. All of them! To top it off, I had to choose between playing on the JR high basketball team or seeing the oldest of my brothers one last time. I've never played basketball since.
My father. I remember his temper. His drinking. But I remember the LOVE more from him than I did my mother. Even though he left when I was like twelve. Never to be heard from again. He took me to the circus. Bought me the Lion Tamer Barbie named Tamara & an icee in a clown mug. He had MY name tattooed on his arm. He would call drunk & crying just to tell me how much he loved me. I invited him to Christmas Dinner. He said yes. Never heard or saw him again.
My best friend died in 5th grade. In a fire. The two boys who told me, laughed. I thought it was a joke. I was a tomboy. I was bullied. I was a bigger girl.
My Great Grandma dies. So mom moves us to Texas from Phoenix. I know no one. Had the worst, loneliest summer. Finished high school after taking an extra year. Got a job & moved out. Fucked up. Had to move back with mommy. I had got pregnant.
Harrassed by my sons father & his family until he was 6 months old. Moved back to Phoenix. Post Partum Depression grew. Instead of helping me my family took my son. Adopted him. Mom had lung cancer & did not want me to know. Died. 5 days after my birthday.
Family treated me like shit. I got nothing of hers. Not even ashes. Why? Bc I wasnt her real daughter.
Get knocked up again. Get married. The whole 10 years I was cheated on. Mentally abused. Emotionally abused. Physically abused. Broken. Tore down to my very soul. My very core. My entire being. Crushed.
Divorce. Left alone with a 9 year old. Been a stay at home mom since I left high school. Moved across country to the East around ex husbands family. Small ass town in the middle of nowhere. No jobs. Big city 2 hours or moee away in all directions.
Have no friends. Have no life. So this is where my next chapter begins.
Get a job.
Make friends.
Take care of me & kids like a BOSS!
Yo. I'm a mother. I'm 33 years old. I live in the middle of fucking nowhere, small ass town, two hours away from anything good, in Ohio.
I have two kids. One of which lives with me, full time. Although shes currently on vacation with her daddy! (No, we are NOT together anymore.)
I also have 3 cats & 2 dogs. I live in the country. Like the boonies. My town is like living in the 50's. It's small & quiet & safe & I love it. Being a country house, I still have some adjusting to do.
Im a city girl, born & raised. Like big, major city. So this was a complete culture shock! Rats are NOT cute like in the pet stores! Skunks are adorable, but fuck that awful, burning my throat smell. Raccoons are adorns!! Opossums however, are the devil. Those creepy things can kick rocks in someone else's yard!
I spend my mornings enjoying my coffee & smoke on my front porch. It sounds like a jungle with all the birds. Its green & beautiful. From my porch I have cows on both sides & a graveyard on one. So it's not like my closest neighbor is gonna complain. 😂
I'm a stay at home mom & let me say as much as I love it, it fucking sucks. I'm bored outta my gourd most of the time & feel like Cinderella! So I cant wait to get a job!
I try to enjoy life. But like so many others I suffer from depression. Some days, I just dont get out of bed.
I enjoy movies & music. Reading. Video Games (Ps4). Disney. Horror. The Macabre. Salvador Dali. Night time. The dark. Things that go bump in the night.
But as much as I am dark & twisty, my other half of me is a complete, tie dye wearing, smoking marijuana hippie. I either hate everyone or just wanna spread the love, man. Theres no grey area in between!
What else would one like to know?
COMMENTS
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Zorro4u
07:27 Aug 09 2018
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Your heart is in the right place. I would like to suggest drop shipping for starters. That should help you get your foot in the door.
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Hope this finds you well!
Kind regards,
Zarro4u