Dear Diary,
So I new I’m still debating on being public no not. I just want to know I’m not the only one but I do I know it. It just feels like I’m not, I get overwhelmed so often lately. I’ve had to take care of everyone my whole life from daughter to sister to wife to mother. I have never just did me only me. I know it’s to late I know I signed on kinda I mean I got stuck raising my siblings cause my parents are addicted to meth and their alcoholics. So we’ve been known with csd and I didn’t everything I could to try to keep my siblings out of foster care sense we lost one of my siblings to foster care I vowed at age 10 to not loose another sibling. So I grew up. I don’t remember a lot of my childhood but I can tell you every school I went to and I can tell you the layout of each apartment but I couldn’t tell you how my sister got hurt but I can tell you what apartments they took her from us at. I can tell you a lot but nothing at all. We’ll thanks this actually helped I know I’ve said nothing and everything in once. Maybe I’ll try to open more later.