Ok so it started at 3 my parents used 2 beat me and starve me a lot and only feed me when they wanted 2 and then when I turned 4 my mom died from overdose so i got adopted by many families and I was in the system for another year then I finally found a better family but later in my life when I was 13 they started hitting me and now i'm 17 and my brother is addicted 2 fentanyl and he has now been for a year and I have no idea what to do besides stay in my room.
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