the real me if u wanna know

my mom later

Being 12 and watching my mother crumble was so horrific I can't even to begin to explain for some you out there you may know.. but for me this sent me into mad depression. They wasn't a day that went by that she wasn't hammer to the point of standing wasn't a possibility. My coming Christmas the only present I got was her passed out under the tree my brother and I had put up. So longer could I say I was okay with out it being a lie. I cried in school once for a whole day. I stayed strong for way too long this isn't fair my life I hated it my dad hadn't been there since we had left to rapid. So nobody was there I had no friends either. What was I suppose to do. But at least I still had my grandma to talk to right... but not for long.