Something I did that wasn't fucked up:
I spent the majority of my senior year of high school sleeping on friend's couches, motels when I had the money to pay for them, and my car when I didn't. The school nurse let me sleep on the bed in her office when I had nowhere else and it was too cold to sleep in my car. I went to 7 high schools. I graduated with honors and at the top 5% of my class.
|With a 3.8GPA from Chapman University|
SO FUCK YOU, "MOM," AND FOSTER CARE, AND TIM AND CPTSD!
If only any of that really matters or makes any difference in life, but it's all I've got so I ran with it. Now I'm going to crawl back into my cave and pretend I don't exist.