The Truth

the begging.

It all started when I was born. I was fine for 4 months.then I started to act different. I started to have seziers. It was all so fast and they just kept comeing. One day I was at day care. And I had a seizure. They just thought I was haveing a bad dream. Then in preschool it was the best place not that I got held back twice. But that's when I met my friend. She is What they call crazy. When I was in school I was on a lot of stuff to stop things from happning. I guess you could say I'm different. The only people that are suportive is my friends and sertan fam members.now instead of liveing my life and being in class with my friends in stuck in freaking special ed classes. In about 2009 I was in the hospital. And its the worst place ever. i dont really rember much from when i was younger, its all just a haze, i do reamber that my dad liked to get tickets and drink alot, but after my mom threated to get a divorce him if he did not clean up that it would be splits vill for them, my mom had my sister at a veary young ago, me and my siter are only tree years apart, the history of both sides of my family is pretty scary, there is a chance of me being an addictet or an, so between dad's drinking and other extened family stuff it was a rough child hood,  my mom took care of me and my sister alot, my dad had also worked alot and at times he wasnt home because of where he worked, when i was in school i was pretty messed up because of all the meds i was on