How it Started

I was adopted when I was 4 years old. I don't remember very much before that time. What i do remember aren't good things. I have 2 bio sisters and 1 bio brother. I have 2 adopted brothers and 2 adopted sisters. I had a fairly good childhood. In fact it was probably better then most. I had a wonderful mom and a crazy dad. Dad ended leaving because he was abusive. I loved growing up in a big family. I look back and get sad at all the things that are different now. When i was 16 I graduated from my Homeschool Highschool. I Started going to CCBC (Calvary Chapel Bible College) later that year. I met some amazing people. I still talk to a few of them. After i got kicked out of there (long story) I pretty much was on lock down by my mom which caused alotta problems for us. I started rebelling like crazy. It ended up getting me kicked outta the house and I'm not proud of it. things between my family and I are still pretty awful. i don't really talk to my mom. that's her choice though. i have tried anything and everything i can do "get on her good side" and nothing has worked. i do talk to all of my other family my aunts and uncles etc. I have had a pretty rough couple years. I have lived with so many different people! I lived with my neighborss for awhile and when i needed to move from there I lived with my bio grandparents. After that didnt work out like i thought it would I moved in with my boyfriend. Probably not the best idea but i didnt have another option at the time. I ended up pregnant but ill tell that story later. He kicked me out a few months later and I moved in with my Bio sister Vanessa. She got tired of me not paying rent(I couldnt find a job cuz no one wanted to hire a prego) and she kicked me out to. That night and for 2 nights after I stayed with My Bio dad. I then got in touch with an old friend of mine named Bekah who had told me that if I ever needed a place to stay to call her up. Well I did and her mom said I could stay. They also had another friend living there already so the house had 7 people and 2 babies! It was kinda crazy but I honestly loved it. It gave me that sense of family I had been wanting since I moved outta my moms. During the time I was there I started talking to my baby daddy/x boyfriend again. We got on good terms and he agreed to let me move in because I wasnt able to pay the new amount of rent at the Millias'. I moved out of there in early September. We still talk and visit. They're like my family! I am now living with my Boyfriend and his family.
Well thats pretty much the story of how things all began!