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I can't file anything with neglect and social services, because I am 19. I lost my car and money, when I moved away from my alcoholic father who had abused me verbally my entire life and once physically. This is just getting so much harder. I've always been independent, and now b/c of alcohol I am at rock bottom. I sit at home, do schoolwork (i'm going to an online college), and clean. I hate it here. Honestly I feel hopeless. I just wish God would drop a miracle on me and I could find a way to get a car. I think this is why I did drugs in the first place. Honestly it seems that I keep getting dealt the bad cards.
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"When one door closes another door opens; but we so often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door, that we do not see the ones which open for us." Alexander Graham Bell:  |