I was born as an unwanted and unexpected child, my dad didn't wear a condom and my mum was an alcoholic. My mums mum kicked my mum out at 18 because she was doing drugs and shit. Blah blah blah. I was placed into the custody of my step grandma. I never experienced the stage of my life where I was smiled at sang to and learn to experience emotions. At the age of no later than 5 my step grandmother started beating me for no reason, I remember crying for her to stop screaming my lungs out while she lashed me over and over, I remember having to sleep on my stomach my back was so bruised, She would make me sleep in a closet, starve me for a couple of days, and laugh as I whimpered, outside of the home she was so kind to people, I had a brother and sister who were (fortunately) were not beaten and emotionally abused. I had a very shitty childhood, then when I was 8 my uncle saved my life, he called the police and children's services took me away from my school to the police station, If I actually spoke up my grandmother would've done time for child abuse. But no I cried about nor being able to see my brother and sister ever again, I had many encounters with child services over the years, at the age of 8 i had been in 13 foster homes just because my grandmother wanted to get rid of me. The child services didn't find anything wrong that i would be in foster care then i would go back to my grandmother, over the course of 5 years with my new foster mum, (who i have developed a great relationship with). at the age of 12 i would try to take my own life 2 times, go to 4 psychiatrists a week and every morning take a fuckton of meds. My life was going to shit. \tThen they put me in the fucking psych ward for 8 days in the hospital under suicide watch. I attended group meeting and got better. I am still healing at the age of 18 from the trauma and the PTSD.