I became a mother to 4 children when I was 7 years old. My parents were not the best parents, they are alcoholics, drug users who have never cared about anyone else but themselves. I come from a family of 11 blood siblings including me. But as we grew our parents abandon us. When I was 6 years old I lost my best friend and my protecter (my older sister and my older brother), my parents abandon them in Townsville with random drug friends promising to move them over to Perth once we had arrived. This never happened. I have now not seen my older brother for 16 years, I have seen my sister 2 times over the past 16 years. The reason for my parents to do this, it’s this simple in their eyes. Not enough seats in the car. My blessing from this sad situation, I was taught how to protect my younger siblings because that’s what my older siblings did for me and my other 2 brothers at the time. Fast forward a few years and my mother has given birth to another 4 children, (yes she would be pregnant with in 2/3 months after giving birth, I had never really seen my mother without a tummy). I dropped out of school because I could NOT leave my siblings in a house with these 2 people. They would fight till they had bloody dripping down their faces and all over the floor, holes in ever door and wall you looked at. Bruised faces, cuts (I won’t get into detail). My parents were bad when they were coming down. Yes my siblings would get dragged into these fights if I wasn’t there to hide and protect them. I would have to go around asking for food from neighbors as my parents saw drugs as more important then placing food on the table. I would have the new born set up in my bed room because I was the only one who would get up to change him or feed him during the nights ( I would take baby to mum who would then bring baby back to me once she finished) I lost a lot of my education and childhood because of this. I would hide my siblings in my room if we couldn’t get out of the house, I would step in the middle of these fights to grab a baby out of my mums arms before she could drop him, I was the protecter. I was becoming an alcoholic at the age of 10 because I couldn’t handle my life anymore. Till DCP was at my door step. My life changed that day. DCP found that my parents were planning on selling me for sex (i was only 10 at this time, I was told by a previous carer of mine who I now see as one of my many mothers that I am so blessed to have), it was very very hard for me to accept that I was not the mother anymore when placed into care. It took a few years for me to allow anyone to get very close to my siblings because I didn’t trust anyone, to this day I still have the initial instinct to step in when one of my siblings need help. My life was tuned upside down but now omg now my life is the most blessed amazing life I could ever ask for!! I am an amazing strong woman who dosent take shit from anyone, I know my worth I know how lucky I really am. I may not be the most book smart educated person but my intelligence is on a new level that most people in this world will never have the chance to have because it takes some raw reality to really strengthen the person you are. I do not regret the life I have and I never will because then I wouldn’t have the amazing massive family I have today and I wouldn’t be the person I am today. I wouldn’t be blessed with all there parental figures I have in my life that love me sooo dearly. At this current moment me and my foster parents are on the path of adult adoption because I have now found home ♥️

My mother now? Well she has a new family now. Yep this woman is still allowed to keep having children. And here I am having difficulty conceiving and she can just pop them out when she feels like it. This does make me very sad. Expecially for my twin brothers who have to go thro life with that woman. I have tried to get them here with me but so far I have had no luck to get them to a better life.

Oh and she is still messing with my life. 3 weeks ago I have found out she is using my identity for loans and now I have a nice debt and bad credit history (I am sorting all of this out because I am not fixing her mistakes anymore). My step dad and dad well I haven’t spoken to them for a long long time.

I’m sorry I just needed to get this of my chest, I have never really had any friends or anyone to talk to about this besides my partner who still finds it very hard to understand me but I can’t blame him, my life is a little crazy and unusual. Not having friends is a very hard thing also. I have very bad social anxiety and very bad trust issues and moving around more then I can even remember just stopped me from ever really building friendships because I would never be around long enough to keep one so that has now stemmed into my adult life. I would just like to tell my story a little for my own self confidence.

I have been seeing a psychologist for 3 years now, she is AMAZING. She has helped me to understand so much of myself and my past that has really helped me over come a lot. And of course having the supportive partner who try’s his very best to understand and bring a smile to my face ♥️. I really am lucky to be the person I am today. My future? Well I’m moving back to Townsville in March to see my older brother for the first time in 16 years!!! I am also enrolled to do a cert 3 in community services to be able to follow thro to counselling where my career will start! And hopefully have a little family 🙏🙏.

Thank you again for taking your time and reading a little about me and my story. I would love to here for any other lady’s about their story’s that made you the strong, confident woman you are today. (Please ignore spelling and grammar mistakes hehe).