I was adopted when I was nine months old. My biological mother used to be a stripper. I went to live with her when I was 13 years old. When I went to live with my mother, my life became a mess.
She never used to give me money to go to school, and because I wanted to go to school, I started to have sex with men for money.
When I was 14 years old, my mom allowed me to live with a man in her house, and the guy was taking care of both my mom and me. Suddenly, I had to move away and live with my dad, that guy who used to live with me at my mom's house went abroad and found a new girlfriend.
So, I started to have sex with guys for money again. My dad was sick; he has prostate cancer, so I had to be helping him with the doctor bills. When I was 15, I lied that I was 20 years old just to get a work in a bar so that I could be able to help take care of my dad and his doctor bills.
After my 16th birthday, I ran away to start life on my own. I used to live with a guy. He didn't have anything, and as soon as he started to get things, he ran me out of his house. I went back to my parent's house. I was still 16. I was trying to make a living, but there was no one to help me. I slept on the road night and day and even went hungry.
Finally, I met a young guy and I told him everything. To tell you the truth, he made me happy and let me know what love is again. When I met him, he was 21 and I was still 16. I went to live with him. When I turned 17, he kept my birthday party and made me happy again.
Not all relationships are perfect. We had disagreements, but he never hit me to hurt me. He sent me back to school to get a certificate in a skill area. He turned my life around.
When I go to visit my dad, I give him money whenever I had it. On my birthday this year July, I turned 18. My boyfriend didn't keep any party for me, but he gave me money to go out and enjoy myself. On July 28, he was killed by his best friend.
My life has been torn apart. I don't know what to say or do. Since then I have been having sleepless nights. I am going crazy. I can't eat anything. Can you give me your advice, please?
I can't stop crying.