When i was a kid my mom left me in a broken down car in the middle of the highway all i remember is screaming and crying for her to come back but i worked up the nerve to get out and chase her i forced her to take me and somtimes i think about how if i hadent gotton out i could have died or she would have just left me to fend for myself i was around four or five, another time when i was young me my mom my dad and my sister lived in a motel and my sister had a friend named kira who was supposed to stay the night we were playing on super nintendo and my mom came in and forced kira out of the door and put the fridge in front of the stove we lived in the suite cause my dad did free maintenence and she turned the stove on and tried to burn us but my dad broke through the window we were on the second floor and he got on the roof when kira was screaming cause she diddnt know what to do and broke in the window turned off the gas and took me and my sister out of there i was around four or five hard to remember and my sister is a year older than me, my dad was doing alot of things that he shouldent have he was pushing meth and p.a.n.t broke throught the door of the same motel my mom tried to kill us in and put guns to his head i walked out and he was drunk screaming for then to just do it i was scared shaking i thought i would lose my dad, when i was really young i cant remember much except my mom taking me and my sister from my dad and moving in with some other guy and one time that its hard to forget i remember him screaming at me to take my underware off and i was to scared too even move... things happend he grabbed me and the rest isnt something im even willing to say anonymously, about two years ago i was asleep in my room and my mom came in drunk at this point my sister moved out to live with her boyfriend and my dad was miles away with his girlfriend so it was just me and my mom she tried to wake me up but i was too tired she was crying and when i woke up i found her in the living room she wasnt breathing and i remembered her trying to tell me somthing and i told her to go away.. i tried to revive her by pushing on her chest cpr and she started to weeze and move but her eyes stayed shut she had taken all of her pills(seroquel, zanex) i called 911 and they carried her away, theres more to say but i think ive said enough im 17 now and it never seemed to affect me much all these things until about a year ago and now i think about it all the time and i just hurt about 3 years ago i was diagnosed bipolar and skitzophrenic i took meds for it (zyprexa and seroquel) and now theyre getting worse every day and i cant find a way to stop it. Im lost. And theres no one left to find me.