The Lost Girl

The Beginning.

Hi. My name is Citlalli (sit-la-lee), I am currently 16 years old. I am here to tell you guys about my crazy life. How my 'loving' family became so, well, what's the word i'm looking for? Awkward? No. Weird? No... More like?.. Fucked up.

My family was loving, united and caring to one another. Or at least that's what I thought. Then again I was young, naive and gullible. Anyways, let's get started.

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For as long as I can remember, my family was always together. Wether it would be a family reunion or a party or even a small get together, we would always be together as a whole. My family was all laughs and smiles, we would never let anyone hurt one another. We were close, we were inseparable. Sadly problems started popping up, arguments became more personal and all of the sudden we were never the same again..

My father left my mother when I was young, for reasons im not comfortable in sharing but they were good reasons. Of course my family helped out here and there but they always had a way in gettting back at my mom. Why? I'm not sure. The good thing is my mom found someone new a couple years later and decided to move to Houston. To live her own life, away from the drama that my family created.

One of the main reason why we moved from that small town was not only to get away from the arguments and fights but becasue my mom finally wanted to be independent she wanted to live her own life, without my family having a say in it. Sadly when we moved, its like a nightmare began, my aunts and uncles started rumors and lies about us. We became the black sheep in the family. Its like they wanted to see my mom fail in life, because my mom tried so hard and worked hard for what we have today. She's the type of person to look back at her past and her struggles and she can finally say 'I did it.' Not only did she get through her struggles and her bumps on the road but she succeded in being the best mother and father out there. She has my brother, sister and me to prove it.

As I've mentioned before, I am 16 years old. So going through what i'm about to share with you guys is a lot.  A normal teenager already has a lot of weight on their shoulders, considering the fact that they have to worry about high school, grades, and hormones. By adding extraweight becasue youre dealing with personal drama, then youre basically on over drive 24/7.

Ive gone through a lot over the past 3 years. Starting with my family not communicating, to my loving aunt who was like a mother to me passing away.. ( gone but never forgotten Tia Rosa.) to me leading into therapy and the loss of my little sister and plus all the coflict in my family. So yeah, you can say my family and life pretty is complicted, but soon you'll understand why I say this.

Now that you know a little bit of my family we are really going to get started on how and when exactly my family fell apart. Maybe it fell apart sooner but, on November 28, 2015 is when reality hit me in the face and I opened my eyes and saw the true colors in people I looked up to the most.
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