I do not remember much of when I lived with my mom because I was too young to remember, but I have been told a lot from my dad and both my dad’s and my mom’s parents. My mom, Tina, was turning seventeen and my dad, Mark, was turning twenty when my parents gave birth to me on June 16th, 1996. One year later they had my little sister, Fayth, on July 25th, 1997. Fayth is my only sibling that I am actually close to. After Fayth was born Tina started parting all the time and was rarely home. When she would party she would do drugs and drink. My dad finally got tired of being the only one taking care of both my sister and I. he was also tired of my mom always out partying and doing drugs.
One day, my dad had enough and sat my mom down and said that she was either going to have to straighten up her stuff, stop partying and doing drugs. If she did not want to quit then she would have to move out because, it was not a good influence on my sister and I. Tina chose to keep doing drugs and partying. She had to move out and she kept just doing drugs and partying but living with some friends.
When I was a child, I eventually had to start going and seeing her every other weekend. Very seldom she would actually show up to get my sister and I, but most of the time she was a no show. Just about every three months or so my dad and my grandparents, Tina’s parents, would a...
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...h that is not the case. My little sister still lives with my grandparents and she is doing a lot better.
Finally, after everything I have gone through with Tina I have seen how to be a not just a good parent but a great parent from my dad. I have also learned that drugs is not fun and should not be done. With everything Tina has done there is times in my life when I do get depressed because, in my eyes I have not had a mom and do not have one. The Huffington Post says “Every day, an average of 2,000 teens misuse prescription drugs for the first time, the majority of whom take drugs from their own homes or their friends’ homes” and it also says the number one thing “Parents Do That May Encourage Teen Substance Abuse” is “Being Wishy-Washy about Drug Use” (Huffington Post). Know this it just makes me happy to know that I am not going to be just another statistic.
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