A day in the life of me.
Sick of Losing
I'm so sick of losing people and things in my life. My dad
died when I was four so I don't really remember him. I lost
things I had of his later on in my life like his favorite
hat, his wedding band and his favorite coffee mug and now
I don't have anything. I barely have any pictures of him.
Lost my first stepdad twice because he cheated on my mom.
I remember him a little more, I just wish we still had
some kind of contact with each other. But ever since he
left for some reason I don't look forward to holidays, not
even Christmas or my birthday. He even wanted to adopt me.
Lost my second stepdad because of something with my mom and
he was one of the best.The only thing I have left of him is
memories of traveling the road in his big rig together. He
wanted to adopt me too. I have a new stepdad and he's one
of the worst we don't talk and he's an asshole and not just
cause I don't want to like him but my mom doesn't really
like him that much either, we've left him a couple times
but we always came back. I don't really know why, he hasn't
changed. Everytime we leave he always says it's my fault
but I don't know how or why. He's the only one who doesn't
want to adopt me but that's okay because I dont want his
last name. I lost my dog cause we had to put him to sleep,
he had a brain tumor. I've lost lots of friends with the
16 moves I have been through. Funny thing is I was never
an army brat my mom just made us move a lot. I've moved on
average, once a year for sixteen years, and I'm only 16
yrs old. I know I don't really have it that bad but I wish
it were better.
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