I didn't really have the best relationship with my mum. My foster mum. By that, I meant I barely knew her like that. For all the time I lived with her, it felt like I never knew her. She was more focused on finding a new man than worrying about me and what I was doing, or how school was going. Hence, me getting in trouble in school all the time. My favourite thing to do was pull the fire alarm and subsequently, get expelled from almost every school I went to until I stopped going.
It wasn't my intention to make her disappointed or force her stupid husband's hand and make him leave her — my thing was to get her to see me, love me, take an interest in me. But apparently, I was too much of a burden for her to do any of that. So, I went straight back to that stupid home.
