Growing up in a single parent home with an alcoholic mother was a very fearful and lonely part of my life. I was always scared and very confused. Just about everyday I felt like I was hated, abandoned, unloved, and unwanted. I lived with my mom, 3 brothers, and her numerous boyfriends in Odessa, FL. It was a very small town where everyone knew everyone else's' business but no one dared to get into my moms. My moms life was revolved around her alcohol, no where in the picture did she have time for us kids or being a part of our everyday life. She was always either gone at work, partying at…
