Edited on Wed Aug-30-06 05:26 AM by fudge stripe cookays
I was 13.
His death fucked up the rest of my life until I finally was able to be TRULY happy at 32. I feel gypped that I had to deal with nothing but my mom, my stepmonster, and their bullshit for years. I should have had my dad and his love.
My brother does not speak to my mom and I. I'm barely speaking to my mom. If only he'd known what those stupid white sticks would do to our family.
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