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Not Safe Enough to Feel It All

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When I was very little, my father, Troy, beat me, but not my older sister or my mother. He chose me because he didn’t think I was his child. He’d scream, “You’re not mine; you’re too light-skinned!” He did abuse my mother in other ways, though: He would push her and yell degrading things at […]

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Drugs Come First for My Mom

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My mother’s primary relationship has been with drugs my whole life. If she wasn’t selling it, she was doing it. I spent the first four years of my life living in a trap house in Brooklyn, where my mother sold drugs and guns. She and my dad were both in the Bloods, but he abused […]

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Three Generations of Substance Abuse

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My mother was a great mother before she started drinking. We had mommy-daughter days where we’d get our hair or nails done together. We’d look in photo albums at old pictures of me, and we’d bake cookies. My father was often in jail or in trouble so I never looked to him for anything. My […]

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Interventions Helpful and Not

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K.G.’s story of dealing with her mom’s addiction from ages 12 to 16 is told in “Mother to My Mom” and “What Happened After Rehab.” Names have been changed. The first time New York City’s child welfare agency, ACS, leeched itself onto my world, I was 15. I was dozing in a chair beside my […]

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