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I was born three months after my father, Brian Michael Connors, passed away. My mother Mary Connors (claims she dosent have a middle name) and I lived in seclusion for about two years. Living without the father figure made it hard on my mother but she did her best to provide young me with the best life she could but it was tough on her. She had to hold down two jobs and still play the mother figure in a two year olds eyes. My mother finaly found another man as i had just hit my fourth birthday. His name was Chris Mortimer (spell check please). He was a cool guy who really played the father role well.....If I were a boy. He tried his hardest though and he treated mum like a queen and everything went on great for a while. Chris even has a pet name for me which I despised, Rosemary, as I said, he was a cool guy and a good parental figure. But nothing lasts. One night, I really cant recall the date cause I was woken up during the middle of the night to yelling and hollering. It seems Chris and his buddies had gone out and gotten themselves drunk and smashed up mums car. Well, being drunk and all his buddies laughed and he shrugged it off as an "Ill fix it later" but mum was not happy. They ended up fighting through the night and it eventually got so bad that the neighbors called the cops. It was not a fun time.....
In the following months without Chris around i think I suffered the most. My mom began drinking herself and shovd me around and being around 4 I didnt understand what all was going on so I tried to deal with my problems by acting out. It didnt help me one bit. She just locked me in a closet or in my room and there id stay until she got the good since to let me out. Needless to say my relatives didnt think it was funy at all. My aunt finally snapped and took me away. Mom threw a hissy but in the courts eyes, my life would have been best led at my aunts. I lived there for about eight years which I will cover in my next post.......eep