I grew up with my mom, and her alcoholic boyfriend who was always getting tossed in jail for one thing or another. I pretty much raised myself because my mom was never there for me, and I hated her boyfriend with a passion. Growing up I didn’t think my mom gave a damn, because no matter how much I acted up in school, getting detention everytime I turned around, she only signed the paper and went on with what she was doing.
When I was 12 my mom’s boyfriend molested me. I was afraid she wouldn’t believe me, but one thing I can say is […]
