My mom was a French woman that is addicted to drugs and alcohol and my dad is native and was in the army. My mom did not tell my dad she was pregnant with me and he got sent overseas for 16 years. My mom gave birth to me in her favourite bar on my dads reserve. She did not want to get pregnant with me or keep me and she tried selling me to strangers hoping to get rid of me, when I was 5 she pretty much sold me to strangers for her alcohol and drug addiction. She was annoyed when people returned me back to her after they finished doing whatever to me.

 

When my dad returned home he was furious with my mom mostly about how I was raised and her not telling him she was pregnant with me. My dad had me move away from my mom and he spent a year trying to rehabilitate me from how I was raised. I eventually ended up in and out of foster homes and after I graduated high school I ended up living in a supportive roommate situation.