When I was a teenager my mom met the guy that is now her husband. He lived in a different state. She was pretty much obsessed with him. It was only me and my brother at home. We didn't communicate with my dad at the time because he beat us when we were small. My mom was so worried about being with her boyfriend she would leave for weeks. Sometimes a month. Before she left sometimes she would buy food sometimes not. I used to get so hungry. I weighed 85 pounds when I was 16 and 17. I remember sometimes the food would run out and we lived out of town so there was no way to walk to a store. We had nothing. I know sometimes we had plan spaghetti noodles but most the time it'd be 2 or 3 days between meals. Once it had been two days with nothing. My brother found a jar of salsa in the pantry and he ate half and I ate half. CPS came to our house a few times. But it was always when my mom was there and we happened to have some food. Me and my brother were to afraid to call anyone to get food because we didnt want CPS to seperate us. Which they would have. All I had was my brother and him me. He had gotten kicked out of school and my mom told them she was homeschooling him. Which she was not. I had quit school at 16. I'm pretty chubby now and have such a hard time losing weight. When I start to feel hungry I get a panicked feeling and have such a hard time with it. I hate that I am overweight but being hungry scares me. We made it through all that and I still talk to my mom. But it gets so hard because I'm still so hurt by it. It was so hard. My son will never ever go through this. No one should.
That's my confession or story or whatever. I am putting anon because I don't want people to be able to google and see who I am. But this is my regular font and I don't care if you figure out who I am. I just needed to talk about it. Sorry for any typos or grammar issues.