Marie
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I'm 18 and a senior in high school. I have a part time job. I have started drinking to help me with my loss and I've had alcohol poisoning twice.
About my Loss:
I grew up with a Dad in and out of jail for stealing and drugs. He always made promises to me and never kept them. My Mom was on drugs really bad but she didn't ever get caught because she always got prescriptions. I was 10 years old when my Step-Dad started raping me. This started while my Mom was at the hospital sitting with my Mamaw on her death bed. When I was 15 my Dad passed away of an overdose. We had just apologized from an argument 4 hours before. I found out through Facebook. It was my daily ritual to get on Facebook first thing and my Mom didn't know and she was going to let me keep sleeping and I jumped out of bed and ran to my Mom's room and started yelling Dad died and she was balling her eyes out and she kept saying I know. I had never been so heartbroken. 2 weeks after my Dad passed my Step-Dad was back to his thing. I mentally couldn't do it anymore so I finally told my Mom. I put it on my laptop and let her read it and she said me her and Chris-Step-Dad need to talk about this and I said I didn't want to talk about it and went back to my room. I heard her wake him up and question him. I called my Dad's fiancé and told her and she came and picked me up. She went let me stay at her house for a couple of days. I went home to grab some clothes and Chris had wrote me a note saying he was sorry and that he knew better. My Mom was reading it out loud to me while I was getting clothes. I told her I didn't care. The next days Dad's fiancé went to the police station and reported it and they came and got me from school and questioned me, my Mom, and Chris. Of course Chris kept denying it. The police told my Mom to either kick him out or have me go to foster care. She said she couldn't kick him out so she let me go to foster care. My Papaw isn't biologically my Papaw so he had to get a paper signed and all that good stuff and it took 3 days for him to get me. DCS wouldn't let me go with my Brother because he wasn't married and everyone else in my close family has a record. I was devastated when my Mom chose him over me. She didn't believe me. How could she choose him over her own child. A couple months after moving in with my Papaw she was arrested for drugs and was in there almost a year. When she got out it took me awhile to come around. When I did though I was so happy that we were actually having a relationship. Half a year of being out of jail she passed away. I was 17 at the time and out of town. Two weeks before she passed she went to the ER because her foot was black they tried everything for a week to keep her leg but it just kept moving up so they eventually had to amputate her leg. She was on a wound vac for another week. I stayed at that hospital for two weeks straight. I had never been so drained. I had marching band practice, work, and babysitting during those two weeks but every minute between those activities I was there waiting to visiting hours. I stayed every night at the hospital In the lobby. I would wake up in the lobby at 4am go to my brother's pick stay at his house till 6:30 take my niece to daycare at 7 be back to the hospital at 8 see my Mom for 30 minutes go to practice go straight back to the hospital see my Mom again then leave and go get my niece then drop her off go home take a shower and stay at the hospital again. I did that everyday for two weeks and I had never been so tired. I even fell asleep driving. I was so scared. She was all I had left. Within 24 hours of her being moved to a rehabilitation center she died of a heart attack. I was at a concert when my brother called me and told me to sit down and I said don't say it because I could tell in his voice something was wrong and he said okay I won't say it. And I just dropped to the ground. My whole life came crashing down. I was hours away from home and heart broken. Since she has passed I have celebrated my 18th birthday without her or my Dad and I still have many more things to go through without them. I miss them so much.

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