i need to add before i go on that i was such a troublemaker that my brother and his wife decided to take me to SanDiego to live with them for a school year...let me tell you i should have been grateful but instead i was hateful to not only my new sister in law but apparently i was a brat to her mother too..and well i think i stayed down there maybe 2 or 3 months and was sent back home....that was before i started running away alot...ok so now that you know of my incesent runaways..let me just tell you i thought i was "untouchable" I had no idea that at 15 you could be arrested and jailed for that!!! I always thought no one could touch me...i learned real hard and fast that wasn't true...i was put in jail ..and where i am from they didn't have a "juvenile detention" i was put in a cell that was about 6ft by 10ft in a dark hallway that housed sex offenders "male sex offenders" they brought me three meals aday and i got 2 books a week to read..i was there for thirty days then went to court and the judge sent me to the State Hospital North for a evaluation...it was called JDU (juvenile diagnostic unit) i was there for 30 days and was returned to the county jail after that....i spent my 16th birthday in that hole...then from there based on my eval at the hospital i was sent to a youth correctional facility...where i spent the next 18 months..
It was a program called positive peer culture where the students pretty much ran it you had to travel any where and every where in groups of threes..yes even to the bathroom .. i learned from there how to "front" my way through...i just did what they wanted me to do and said what they wanted to hear.. and was released shortly before my 18th birthday ..while there i did obtain my ged and saved a little money but would blow it all as soon as i was released... after i was released i still didn't want to work or go to school...i started drinking and hanging out with the druggies in town...just after my 18th birthday lo and behold i was pregnant..what was i going to do i was alone and the father wanted nothing to do with me as a matter of fact he called me a slut and a whore and denied it was his..... i got on welfare and tried to live on my own...i wasn't ready to settle down and be a mom..i had a best friend whose name was jo and we thought that was cool you know jo and jo...anyway jo moved in with me and we partied alot....i had the baby i tried to take care of him....he had colic and cried all the time and i was frustrated....i was young and immature and wasn't ready to be a mom ....so i adopted him out ..but i think i made the best decision i could for him...the partying got way way worse after that...jo and i had a contest to see who could sleep with the most guys in a month now that i look back how could i have been so incredibley neive to think that that was ok......