This morning, I came over to my boyfriend’s house. I cried into his arms and felt hopeless. I could not help him.
The next time I see my mom and dad I will be grateful. I would tell all immigrants that without us, America wouldn’t be America.
By N. Srouy (English Translated Version) I miss the past, that is a fact without speaking.
How did you get into it? I started at 14 with friends, during parties, because it was fun. I grew up in a beach town, so it was a norm to drink.
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There’s a reason why “young and reckless” is a phrase. My ex-boyfriend was the embodiment of “young and reckless”. Going to college I’ve seen so many students right before my eyes partake in excessive drinking . . .
I absolutely despise alcohol–and with good reason. Maybe that’s a good thing perhaps? Many people around me think I’m not “fun” for not participating in party culture or having a couple drinks.
I lived with my parents and my sister. My mother neglected me for as long as I can remember. She favored my sister and I never knew why she did not like me. There were times as a pre-teen where she would kick me out of the house and I had to spend the night at my grandma’s house.
Hello my name is Carlotta and I want to share my story on when I started drinking alcohol. I started when I was 14 years old and it was when I invited some friends over.
I was a smart kid and a good kid, but I always felt like a fish out of water. Discomfort in my own skin was my normal, and by the time I hit puberty, it became social anxiety.