Kansas Independence

I was pretty much raised by my brother that was 7 years older than me because my mom was always out smoking crack. Even though we lived with her, we had to take care of ourselves. When my mom was smoking we'd live in shelters or in a dope house where there would always people running in and out of the house. If she was clean we'd live in nicer houses. We never had any stability and it was hard to be a family. It was really difficult to just be a kid. We saw so much and had to take care of ourselves. Some good things came out of it though. Some brothers and sisters don't get along but in my family my siblings are all really close. We have always pulled together. I went to probably 10 elementary school and 11 different middle schools. Only three years of middle school and I went to 11 schools! I never stayed at one school for a whole year until I was in foster care. At that time, I stayed in a high school for 2 1/2 years.

There's a lot of people in my family, I have four older brothers and sisters and a younger sister. When I was growing up, I lived in small city, in a really nice neighborhood. I was six, I was in kindergarten. My mother was doing drugs at that time. She was working at a hotel and she got kicked out for selling drugs there. She was very abusive with me. She would beat me when she was high or not. I knew that wasn't right. She was abusive with my dad too. Now, she is abusive with my younger sister. SRS is dealing with that.

My dad left my mom when I was three years old so I can count probably on 2 hands the total number of times I've seen him. I lived with my mom, two older sisters, and my grandma. When I was 7 years old I ended up getting placed in foster care because of negligence. One night my mom left us home and we thought we were alone. Later we found out her boyfriend was upstairs sleeping, but my sister told someone at school we were all alone and so SRS was already called. After that, I was with my mom off and on, but it was pretty much downhill from there. My mom did crack, maybe shooting up some heroin (I found a needle but never knew for sure), lots of weed, shrooms, and she was always an alcoholic. My mom struggled to feed us, so she would steal to provide for us. I learned how to steal from my mom. I'm not proud of that, but that's how it was. I'd steal bikes, car stereos. My mom would be in and out of jail. She wasn't much of a mother figure.

My parents got divorced when I was in Kindergarten. Before they got divorced, my life was pretty normal. My dad was always an alcoholic, but my mom was better before the divorce. After my parents got divorced, I was bouncing back and forth between my parents. My dad did construction work and had to travel a lot, so I didn't get to see him as much. My mom worked all the time and dated a lot, so she wasn't around very much. It was like nobody was really there for me. When I was younger, my parents fought physically and the police would get called a lot. My dad drank a lot all the time. He drank everyday; it was like he never stopped. It got to be really normal to see him drinking.

When I was a young child, I lived in the country. I felt kind of isolated. I didn't really like school because I didn't have many friends. We lived in the country until I was thirteen, then we moved back into town. We moved around a lot when we moved back to town, then I went into foster care when I was 16. Being in foster care was difficult. I didn't like where I was living or how I was treated.