Kids say the darndest things, don't they? Or at least, they do when you hear that they blabbed a story to their teachers... one that makes everyone wonder what sort of home they're coming from (and not in a good way, either).
So, a big part of growing up where and how I did was realizing that my brothers, well they loved to see me suffer for sorts. Later in life they would call it brotherly love, but some things just don't apply to that criteria. This article isn't going to focus all on legal matters, but more like the behind the scenes in a few time jumps that involve some dark places where my moods were both fantastic, and devastated all in one.
People always talk about empowering movie characters, and how, when growing up, it's important to have a healthy diet of fictional role models to inspire one to greatness. They often talk about feminist role models in this frame of reference, talking about characters who can empower young girls.
So, in the last article we focused on the why and how things got the way they were. In this one I would like to focus on the shenanigans that lead and kept me in difficult situations. Both with family and friends. From legal points mainly. We'll start with school and how things turned sour.