When was the first time you really felt like a grown up (if ever)?
I felt like a grown up at age 12. It was when I drank my first beer. It was then I realized that no one actually cared for me, I remember thinking, “my mom was a monster. My father became an alcoholic when my brother’s died.” I knew I had no one but myself.
From that point on I started making my own decisions. Coming and leaving the house when I wanted to. And basically fending for myself.
I grew up hard and fast. I roamed the streets of town until everything stopped, to cars were around except the police.
I often think if this had happened in today’s modern society, what would have happened to me.
From Pity to Praise 