Coming from a middle class family, I grew up in a noisy household. Lots of yelling and cursing. I don’t have a mother because she wasn’t really a good person. So, my parents got divorced, dad fought for custody and won. My aunts and my whole family helped my dad raise me and I’ll never ever forget what a good deed they’ve done and I’ll forever be grateful. I was a straight A’s student ever since my kindergarden years till my 7th grade. Everybody praised me and adored me. Things change, people change - we all have to accept that no matter how much we’d wish it wasn’t true. So, here I am today - not in a great or a happy position though.