Life Is Bitter-Sweet

I can't believe it's been two years since my mom died; a little under two years since my aunt took my little brother and I attended my mom's funeral; a little more than a year and a half since my dad stopped taking care of me and just kind of zoned out; a little less than a year and a half since I got my first job; around a year since I got my second job; about eight months since I was labeled the freak of the school; about six months since I started flunking almost all of my classes. I guess you could just say my whole world shattered, my life fell apart, the day I was told my mom was in a fatal car accident; I've wished so many times I was in that car with her when it happened.