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Frist let me say You are a very talented writer.
I am 13 years old I am in 7th grade and I over dosed last year. I went to a mental hospitable when I was 12. It was a crazy time. My dad is in prison and my Moms (yes I said Moms there gay) act like they care about me but they don't. Now it is November 16 2018 and my mom said "Im tired of she shit. I feel like there is no way to make you happy you going to live with your grandma in Arkansas.(I live in Springfield mo)" She dose stuff that is bad like very bad. I still want to die I have a boyfriend but I think he is using me for my you know. I cant stand people pretending they care when they don't. After I over dosed I went back to school a mounth later to get my things and everyone was talking to me saying they loved me.

This story is similar to my story the happen like 1 year and half and the story is till really sad and i even now because just to remember and im thankful to you for letting me now that i'm not alone
Thank you so much

I don’t really have anything to say. I have dealt with alchoholics before and just stop you need to find a love. Someone that will help you. Don’t blame yourself for it. It was in the past beleive in yourself and keep going

I cried just reading this It's such a sad story.

I truly feel so sorry for what had happened I really hope you cheer up again. Remember that there is always light. And I hope you can see Ben again someday just try to remember that he is away from his real father and he is in a better place.