So I've read amazing stories that are inspirational to me and my story is pretty much practical and not as compelling; although I feel I would like to share mine because a lot of you wonderful people have been supportive more than some of my family has so here it is...
My grandparents, who I call mom and dad because they raised me after raising 6 children of which one was my biological mom..anyway they are and have always been supportive but they had a hard time.
We never were rich but we always had what we need. My mom and dad taught me to be outspoken and stand up for myself because my family never really showed an interest, my uncle once said when I was an infant, get that korean baby out of my house my dad killed them in the war...why my biological mother told me this it wasn't needed..he also use to throw my shoes outside multiple times and make me get then..I guess just to be mean or for entertainment purposes..this daughter which is the cousin from a previous post whom told me I was worthless I explained is an rn...so growing up I was a wildchild..since my parents were born in the 40's they were old fashioned but we were down by the time I came along
they couldn't really help me w my homework or play all the time which wasn't their fault...when I was 3 my mom got breast cancer and no one would babysit me not even when my dad(grandpa) would offer to pay..my biological mom wouldn't either..When 3 months later he had a heart attack..my aunt came to stay with her husband who was a molester and molested his some..he tried to get to me but his son took a baseball bath to him and went to jail
my dad was crazy mad that my uncle was around and he wasn't suppose to be there..lesson 1-violence was introduced. My mom and dad got better and kept raising me we moved around a lot and I learned to hate school..by 6th grade I was being teased, hit at school, had no friends, and even a teacher called me stupid once..I quit school and ended up getting pregnant...lesson 2-i learned I wasn't every smart...My now 5 year old beautiful daughter whom really saved me her father is a jagaloon and had gotten another girl pregnant three weeks earlier..I stayed home my whole pregnancy reading books about pregnancy and got really interested in medical field that's when I decided I wanted to be a nurse..I got my ged..god bless my dad who took me to 3 hour classes and sat in his truck the whole time...I had my daughter and almost bleed out..I was sick for months but so happy to have my baby..I went to cna classes and passed with a b..I missed a few because I developed ovarian cysts that were painful and made me really sick for some reason..I met the man I call my wonderful husband he adopted my daughter and had a great job and told me he would support me and my baby for the rest of our lives as he's done...my mom was then diagnosed with squamous cell carcinoma ugh
she had it removed and is fine...my parents raised me on my dad mowing yards and order jobs and playing lotto And scratch offs...Lol my mom(grandma) had a mental breakdown at 19 so that led her to a long line of health problems and she couldn't work...but in 2007 I decided to go back to school I wanted to be a nurse and my hubs supported me..I started my prereqs but got pregnant...5 months later I lost my baby
it put me in a deep depression and anxiety..I went back to school tho..got pregnant a month later...I have a beautiful daughter number two...in 08 I started my classes back up..in 09 I was starting to get close to my biological mom she then told me she was raped by our uncle too..I was mad as hell and don't get how ppl think they have the right to do that..but I kept on with my classes..I was on meds and I stopped taking them I decided to seek couseling and it helped..my husband went with me...we did marriage couseling as well not for problems but to understand how marriage works..which was great...I just finished my prereqs tho and I'm going to enter nursing school
soon...my mom and dad are doing great..and I see my biological mom regular basis..I also am helping my mom raised care of my brother and his pregnant girlfriend who were going hungry because they were living on their own and not doing well and it makes me proud to raised care of him...to me I haven't had a hard life..so real lessons...1.lifes not hard and violence isn't the answer, choices made if good can make your life good..I don't go around negative family, I have extremely supportive friends, I'm going to help every freakin person I can to ensure quality of life..I am going to be a great nurse and I love u all...thanks for reading..I'm sorryso long..