Hi my name is Trinity Jae Wiggins amd I'm 14 years old. I go by Tjae and have 2 younger siblings stormy my little sister who's 8 and Crue my little brother who's 11. I'm a straight female. My mom had me when she was 16. At the age of 9 my parents became drug addicts. We ended up living with a friend because my parents couldn't pay our rent. My parents started to fight a lot at night and then they started to take the drugs messing with there minds. After a while my parents sent me and my brother and sister to stay with my dad's dad and step mom for the summer. At age 10 I was a full on parent taking care of my siblings at all times. We lived in a trailer now in Minnesota and it was a very small trailer. My dad and mom always had there freinds over and ended up getting stuff stolen from them. My parents would leave all the time and go out and do I still don't know what they did to this day. My dad was 37 around this time and my mom was 28 around this time. My dad was a big guy and he physically abused my mom and he was a manipulator. My parents would call the police on each other a lot but nothing ever happened. My dad sold fake drugs to someone and in result got stabbed 20 times in his shoulder. I missed so much school and gave up on making friends. I have anxiety now because of the stressful situations I was in at all times. I had depression but I never really could talk about my feelings and still to this day can't really talk about my feelings so I would fill sketch books with gory drawings, hiding my feelings in the drawing. At age 11 my grandma who I call Yaya called my mom and told her she needed to leave my dad and that she could bring us and herself to New Mexico, and we could live with her. It took a lot of convincing but my mom agreed and my grandpa drove us the 3 day drive to New Mexico. We lived with my grandma while in New Mexico but my mom decided to leave again and went back to Minnesota leaving me and my siblings with my grandma. My siblings never really understood what was going on and asked me when they would see there mommy and daddy again. My mom ended up getting better when I was around the age of 12 but my dad went to jail. Me and my siblings now live with my mom in Colorado. I still have really bad anxiety and anger problems. My trust for my mom is now very low and there isn't really a way to fix it. That's my crazy story of why I am the way I am today. Just now that just because someone is smiling doesn't mean there happy, it's easy to fake a smile when you've been doing it for a while.
