As a child I grew up in just an average neighborhood, had both parents, and two siblings. I can remember the most strange things and conversations. I remember things from when I was only two. But I can’t remember a time where my Dad wasn’t abusing one substance or another.
I remember my Dad being my best friend when I was a young child. I didn’t want to start preschool because I didn’t want to be away from my Daddy. I was a Daddy’s girl alright. My Mom worked at the time, so my Dad did a lot of the raising of me and my sister. My […]