Anonymous wrote:I fell the exact same way as most of you... I'm 15 and was adopted at age 3, and I'm always the one blamed for everything. My mom won't even acknowledge my side of the story. She has never hugged me out status I love you. We never have conversations and she tells me I'm the most ungrateful child ever. I really and not, I just want to be loved. She talks about me to ask her friends about how I'm such a bad kid. I just don't get it! I've contemplated suicide! It's good to know I'm not the only one out there...
It gets better, pp. I was adopted and my adoptive family was pretty screwed up too. (Dad was an alcoholic. I was also blamed for everything.) I can honestly say that my life got better every year since I was 18 and moved out of the house. Putting myself through college was rough but worth every taco I had to shill to pay the bills. I'm in my 40's now and have money, my own home, and an amazing husband. Unlike a lot of people, I know how to recover when bad things happen as they sometimes do because that's just life. Don't ever discount how important it is to have that skill. My childhood made me strong and taught me how to persevere through adversity. It sucks, but that's what's happening to you now. Stick it out. It won't last forever. Study as hard as you can and get to a good college. That's your ticket out. From there on you will be able to fill your life with loving, happy people.