My parents had two kids. Me & my brother. Shortly after I was born my parents split up, my dad was in the Army so that was one of the many reasons.
I'll come see you this weekend!
Because of the Army my dad moved around a lot. We would see him every weekend then it turned into every other weekend, then it became every couple of months since the Army kept sending him father away.
I'm moving in with dad so I can play football and hopefully can go to college because of it.
But what about me and mom?
I grew up in a pretty small town, there was really nothing to do but sit in an empty parking lot. Most people here became hooked on drugs since there wasn't much law enforcement to stop them and to give them something to do.
Since it's just you and me now it's time to be honest about something I have been struggling with.....
As I got older I realized just how bad the drug problem in my town had become. Even in just being in the 7th grade I already knew some people who were hooked onto drugs and were struggling to pass school.
I never understood why my brother wanted to leave but as I got older I soon learned. In our town you either tried your hardest in school or at a sport to get out of the town, or you got hooked on drugs and ended up dropping out and just staying there. My mom was upset that my brother was leaving but she didn't really act out on it.
A few weeks after my brother moved out my mom dropped a bombshell on me. She had been hooked on drugs my whole childhood and I had no clue but it started to make sense to me. She started to tell me about this medicine she was on and how my best friend's (at the time) mom was on the same thing. She asked me if I could hold onto the pills my friends mom gave me until I came home later that day.