Growing up my mom was on many drugs. I used to find my mom’s stashes of meth, cocaine, pot, pills and many other drugs. She had intense mood swings, one minute she was so happy and the next minute she would speak words of hate and become violent. She use to tell me things like “I’m going to put you in a foster home” and “I never wanted you. I don’t love you”. I remember the hatred I had towards her and the hurt I was feeling inside. She would be gone sometimes days and weeks