To say I have not had a easy life is a understatement. Growing up was fine until I was around 6 years old after that things where pretty messed up. I was brought up around drugs alcohol and fighting. Life to say was hard and I seen and heard things no child should ever see. Growing up I always said I would never drink or take drugs seeing what it did to everyone around me put me off. When I was 17 I become pregnant with my first child a boy when I was around 5months pregnant might nana passed away. This was the worst pain I ever felt I miss her every day she’s the one person I could talk to. When I was 24 (2011) I had twin girls at 25 (2012) I had another girl and then again in 2014 I had another girl.
I got so used to been dependent on myself doing things myself I did not often ask for help.
I got so used to not opening up to people to keeping my feelings and what was happening in my life to myself. So I never was one for speaking out