The night before the first day of high school, all I could hear my parents talk about was how proud they were of me. This is usually a routine for them as they always say that they're proud of how far I've come.
People would probably wonder why they were such protective and annoying parents. That's because I have a severe anxiety disorder. It doesn't seem as bad as it is.
It all started when my 'real' parents left me at a foster home when they said we were going to get ice cream one night. Yes, I know that's extremely sad heartbreaking so that's why I've lived half my life hating them. I trusted them to keep me safe, help me figure out the world, but all they did was leave me, like I was irrelevant and worthless. This hurt me more than anything. I spent most of my days at the foster home thinking about what I did wrong and why they would leave a 9 year old girl without any family alone with strangers.
I'm so glad my adoptive parents gave me a
home after 4 years of absolute misery. I'm so grateful for my parents and that's the day I finally learnt how to smile.
Guys this is the first part of my story. Please let me know if you enjoyed it, and tell me if y'all want more parts, thanks :)
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