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Being the youngest of us, you would think that I would have been protected and shielded from the reality of how bad everything at home really were. That isn't the case for me. Being the youngest and having to grow up fast isn't the best idea. I watched as my farther, aunt's, grandmother along with his friends being high as the clouds are numerous time. Seeing your grandmother falling asleep face first in a hot bowl of grits, does something to you.
Watching my farther does everything that he was doing my brother and cousins picked up on the habits as well. Unfortunately for me that meant Pier pushier. If they done or tried anything that and I was around that means so did i even if I didn't want to do so. They would hold me down and force me to do it regardless. Could you ever imagine being a five year old begging your mother to leave so you could have a better life growing up, only to be let down every time? Knowing that there's no way out of your horrible life that you're living in reality really sinks in. Talking about being devastated, that hits on another level.