I Was a Foster Child

Personal Stories, Advice, and Support 51 People

    Things were difficult

    but tbh where i'm at now I wish I could move back with my foster mom. At least I was treated like i existed. The separation in my house is to much.
    Letitbe97 Letitbe97
    18-21, F
    Feb 28, 2015

    October 17,1997 1:10 pm.

    Most people wouldn't define the day of their birth as their strongest moment, but for me its a day i will forever define as my strongest and hugest accomplishment. My birth mother liked drugs. Liked would be an understatement. My birth mother loved drugs...a little too much. She...
    withpaincomesstrength withpaincomesstrength
    18-21, F
    1 Response Dec 25, 2014

    Although life started rough I am thankful

    for who I am, the experiences I've learned from and where my choices have gotten me now! I feel as if I have broken the cycle. My children are well loved and cared for by both my husband and myself. based on my role models, life circumstances I could have easily gone down many...
    recycledknowledge recycledknowledge
    41-45, F
    Mar 7, 2015

    I Was Also A Foster Girl...

    When I was 3 years old my brother was 6, we lived with our mother...she had mental issues my brother and I did not understand and thought was normal. She could not deal with my brother because he was hyperactive and bipolar. My mother was/is considered a paranoid schizophrenia...
    angela6349 angela6349
    1 Response Dec 10, 2011

    I Was In For Four Years

    My sisters and I was put into the system after my mom was sent to jail for writing a bad check for groceries, my father decided that he didnt want to be a dad, so he sent us away. We were made fun of, treated like we were mutant or diseased. People didnt understand us. For four...
    CrystalLR96 CrystalLR96
    18-21, F
    May 21, 2013

    It was horrible. Only

    for a year or year and a half but it was hell
    theresajanelle theresajanelle
    18-21, F
    Oct 15, 2015

    Chronicles Of J-town

    I crawled into a basement window; I was 15 short and skinny, small enough to fit through the old rotting window of the crumbling limestone basement. I ran up the three flights of steps to my room, grabbed my biggest duffle and stuffed it with as much as I could. I was “breaking...
    shaunnbrooke shaunnbrooke
    36-40, F
    Feb 29, 2012

    Growing Up In A Foster Home.

    I grew up in a foster home for 16 years. The foster parents had three children of their own. They were 10, 13 years older than me. My biological parents were young when they had me. My mom was 18 my dad was 22. They divorced when I was barely 2 years old. My mom couldn't care...
    noaht43 noaht43
    46-50, T
    1 Response Sep 3, 2012
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