Friendships have always come easily to me, because i'm a social person. Sometimes when I was younger things were different. All because I was adopted or I was a foster kid people judged me and put me down. They said stuff like my mom didn't love me, and I was abandoned because I was a messed up child. Those words would put me into tears and people would laugh at me. I had one friend I knew I always had, but now I really don't know anymore. Things have changed since we've started high school. People don't judge me for where I came from they judge me on appearance. Friend groups also change. People just change and I very much dislike it. Most of my friends have changed and well let's just say i'm out of the click. People have been telling me that I was never in the click to begin with. I was just there to be there. So who knows? For all I know, my friendships have been a lie.
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I have been through a lot in my life. Which makes me appreciate the smaller things. Like when my mom brings us out to eat. I just want other kids to understand that they should never take their family for granted. I know that I used to take my family for granted but when I realized that my life sucked with out them. If you don't have someone there standing in your corner who is always going to have your back? The best people to ask to be in your corner is your family. They will always be there for you, no matter if you need it or not. I know that my family will always be there for me. I wouldn't be who I am today without them! I love them so much! Thank you for never giving up on me.
My first home wasn't the best. In fact I was abused and mistreated there. But it wasn't just me; it was also my baby sisters. Being the older sister though I stepped in and took most of their beatings, because they were young and they didn't deserve that. I would tell my worker that they didn't mistreat me or hurt me. I said these things to protect my sisters and myself. I was told that if I said anything I was as good as dead. So I never spoke up. Later in that year, my brother moved in and he was in his room all the time. So I figured he didn't know what was going on, but he did and he told our worker. So we were taken from that home and put into different homes. This was the story of my first home if you want to hear more or you want to hear different stories of mine then just comment. Your also welcomed to share your own stories on here.
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Me.I have my own foster care stories, but if you need someone to tell your to I'm a great listener. Also if you are debating on fostering/adopting I will give you and pros & cons if need be. |