TRIGGER WARNING: drugs, alcohol and violence Updated as I can🥰 I had a very difficult childhood, I did not fully live with my mom until I was 14. Before that I was in and out of foster care and lived with my aunt and uncle who abused me. Fast forward to 14 when I moved in full time with my mother who had just gotten sober from her 30 year heroin addiction. By the time I moved in with my mother I had already tried most drugs except heroin, but I was drinking and doing coke often. I used to have bars on my bedroom windows because my mom was trying to stop me from sneaking out, well I couldn't get out but my friends would come to my windows to deliver drugs. Up till this point I had not heroin because I didn't want to be like my mom, she failed as a mom, she contracted a life altering disease, she lost everything she ever had. I couldn't see the sobriety, I didn't care I was too hurt from what she had done, the way she left me. When I was a baby I was with my mom in her full blown addiction. We didn't have a home so we slept and lived in a broken down van in a junk yard. I was potty trained on a hubcap. So for my second birthday my mom gave me to my aunt and uncle so that I could have a good Christmas, but she promised to be back in a few days. She never came back to get me. This all has relevance so hold on! So I was hurt, very hurt and I focused on the hurt for a while, I was 14. Then when I was 16 years old so around 2001-2002 my mom was diagnosed with stage 3b ovarian cancer. Within a week she had a total hysterectomy and they basically said they got what they could but there was some in there they could not get. That in a few years she would be full of cancer. At that time, my mother had always been so sick because as I mentioned earlier she had gotten HIV then full blown AIDS by the time I was 6 months old to a year old. I was used to doctors telling me she would die, I was in grieving therapy and everything! I didn’t believe them, honestly I thought she was invincible. Well I asked her to ask her doctors for OxyContin because we could sell them and she said absolutely!! She asked, we picked them up and I was now making money for my family, selling my moms drugs. That only lasted one full month, I gave her money and buy the next month I had nothing to give because I took all the pills. She was really upset, and I moved out. I think it’s also important to mention that my whole life I was hiding my sexuality and who I needed to be.. and that being with men was a way to be accepted in my family.