The Weight Of It All

At sixteen, I'm supposed to be stressing about school, friends, maybe a little drama here and there... not where me and my daughter are gonna live.

But that's life, right?
One minute you're trying to keep the peace and manage everything, and the next your own mama is throwing you out because her new man don't like "the energy" in the house.

So now it's me, my baby girl Zola, a half-packed suitcase, a diaper bag, and nowhere to go.

No family I can call.
No place that's ours.

So I do the only thing I can think of is to get on the bus and walk into a women and children's shelter in Fort Lauderdale, praying it's the right move.

I always heard people say life teaches you lessons.

But me?
I feel like life been throwing the whole textbook at my head all at once ever since my dad died.

And now I'm out here learning everything the hard way...
with my daughter by my side and the weight of it all on my shoulders.