8 Jan 2016 Jahr - Mother

Beschreibung:

I had been missing lots of school. I'd later find out that the "tantrums" I would throw before school that often caused me to be late or even absent were actually severe panic attacks. I would sob hysterically for what felt like hours about how my mother couldn't send me to school, that that was torture, that I didn't want to be made fun of anymore. The kids there made me miserable. They made me feel like nobody cared about me especially when so many of my relationships were so rocky. My mom, I guess, did what she thought was right and let me stay home some days, or she'd ultimately drive me to school once I could stop crying long enough for her to walk me to the entrance. Child protective services were already aware of my situation and they eventually came to my house one day I missed school. Something happened while my mom was dropping my siblings off which resulted in them believing she was unfit to be a parent.

"Pack your bags for one night, you're gonna go stay with your grandmother in Boston." They said.

I never went back to my home.