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Growing up black wasn't as difficult as everyone makes it seems. My mother loved my siblings and I but she didn't know how to parent. My father left when I was very young so all of my life I've been broken. I know the typical family story right. I've always resented my father because I wanted him to rescue me from my mom but it never happened. Life as we know was not what it seemed. All of my associates thought that my mother and I had a great relationship oh boy how they were wrong. Today I would be the prettiest girl in the world and tomorrow I would be the ugliest. It got to the point to where I started to think my actual name was "Bitch". In 2009 my mother and I got into an argument like a big argument to where she called me a hoe and a prostitute all in 1. That was it for me I packed my things and I left home and said I would never return. I have not seen my family in almost 9 yrs. I have not been home since. My bitterness comes from someone else's pain. I was always the child who does what their supposed to do but I was always over looked. I have no talents I'm not what so ever, I feel like at times I serve no purpose. That's a different story for another day. I would get walked on by other people, I was took their abuse physically, mentally, and emotionally. I would try the other cheek. I had a kid, at the age of 26 I truly bet the odds. The 1 man that I thought I would marry chose everything but me. When I was 19 I seen the man of my life the man that I loved so much do crack, heroin to be precise. I was crushed. He was cheating on me with a crack pipe he wasn't the man I thought he was especially under the influence of any drug including weed. You know what I did while he did that I sat next to him and I would read the bible to him.  Once I moved to Louisiana I left him in Pennsylvania. So I met the father of my son and he was heaven sent. God couldn't have paired me with a better guy. He was everything that I wanted and needed in a guy. Until he started pushing me away he stopped talking to me for a year in a half etc. So I started a relationship with someone he didn't approve of andy life turned upside down. He tortured me for a year straight not physically but mentally because of the things he would do. I promised myself that he was the last person that was ever going to hurt me and my child again. As you can tell I'm stating all of my negatives which helps build a person's character. I recently found out that my mother was supposedly on drugs which if its true would make a lot of sense. There's more to this way more. With me being 28 yrs. Old I realized just today that sometimes you have to turn your head and walk away. Shut your mouth sometimes and  be the bigger person. It may be hard but if I took time to entertain all of these people or situations I would have been lost the war.