As you probably know, my name is Bridget, and I’m 19 years old. I hate telling my story but if anyone is going to understand me you’re gonna have to know it. I live with my mom, my younger brother, and my mom’s boyfriend. Right now we live in a rental home because someone hired someone to burn my house down last year on 4/20. My parents divorced a couple years ago, and the only time I see my dad is at court. I wish my relationship with him was different but I’ve finally accepted the fact that he’s never going to change. He used to care when I was younger, or so it seemed, but at the beginning of the divorce he made it very clear that he didn’t want any contact with me or my brother. I always say I hate him but I really miss having a dad in my life. I used to go to a really amazing school where I had a bunch of close friends and great grades, until I let everything that happened to me get to me, and I left. I’ll never regret anything more in my life then leaving that school. I stayed out of school for a few months and then tried a public school the next year. I hated it but I dealt with it for a while, until my brother got into a car accident with one of my close friends in the car. He was really badly injured and in the hospital for a long time, so instead of going to school I visited him a lot and helped my mom plan his benefit for medical bills and prayed all the time. Now i’m working on getting my GED and I’ve never been so dissapointed in myself ever. I could’ve had my diploma by now but I messed up so many times…It just got so hard to fix. I was so depressed about the divorce and losing my home and everything I ever owned and then the accident, I let stress and anxiety get the best of me. If I could take anything back ever, just one thing, it would be leaving the first school I was in. I’d do anything to go back in time and keep my shit together and not leave. Through everything I lost most of my friends from my old school, and made some new ones outside of school. But through everything one person has always been there for me no matter what, his name is John, and I don’t know what I would do without him. We’ve had our up’s and down’s over the 4 years we’ve known each other, but I love him no matter what. Even when i’ve tried to convince myself that I don’t. We started dating my freshmen year and I couldn’t have been happier, he was all I’d ever wanted. Over the years, he’s left, and so have I, but we ALWAYS find our way back to each other. No matter who leaves, when it comes down to it, neither of us are ever happy apart. Recently, I decided I wasn’t happy anymore, so I left him, and I broke his heart, which in turn broke my heart, I didn’t even know that was possible…now were back in each other’s lives and I feel like it’s finally right. Were both finally on the same page, and were both happy. I can’t begin to explain how much it means to me that he’s always been there, so I’ll leave it at this; I love him to the moon and back, and that will never ever change. It’s about to be summer now though, and I want to get a job and fix my car up/possibly sell it to get a new one. Our lease is up in July so maybe when we move to a new house things will be better for my family, none of us are very happy where we are now. One of my very best friends, Mike, is in jail for the summer because his dad wouldn’t let him stay with him for house arrest, and I couldn’t be more upset. I just hope he can somehow get out early so I don’t go completely insane. In the meantime, I’m trying to work on myself and make my life better, and it’s a slow moving process, but hopefully I can achieve my goals and be happy with myself again. To anyone who takes the time to read this, and understands in any way, talk to me, because the reason I made this was to find people I can relate to and that understand me<3 P.S. this is just a quick rough draft, I’ll be fixing it up every now & then, but this is basically what you need to know.