I grew up in a hoarding house, my dad was shooting deltas and a alcoholic. My mother had a stroke when I was 6. We often didn't have food, I always saw my breath in the winter, and for a long time we had no hot water or washing machine. At one point my socks were so crusted they shaped my foot. I had to be the parent since I was 6, my father didn't want anyone to come in like home care because he was doing illegal things. I watched my father neglect my mother, she'd ask for a glass of water and he'd ignore her. I bathed my mother, and did as much house work as I could from 6. Because of my traumatic childhood, and being pre disposed genetically to bi polor, I had a break down at 23 where I ultimately found out I was bi polar type 2. I have very little social skills as I always felt not good enough, and different from everyone else because I grew up so dirty and poor. This affected my work ability as a nurse, the most I could work was 7 days every two weeks (I'd do over time those nights, but I'd top out around 75 hours in 2 weeks) I was a very hard worker too, people stated the loves working with me, and I have received the only award given out to LPN Outstanding Clinical Preformance. If I had the childhood I needed I could have literally been a Doctor. I'm very intelligent, passionate, and have a drive to do good. The only thing that saved me was Jesus. My mother lost her sight when I was 13, and she believed full heartily she'd get it back from God. If my mother hadn't have given me the gift of God I would be dead. Life is beautiful, despite the bad keep hope God has a plan for you.