An alcoholic at 13, just trying

An alcoholic at 13, just trying to meet my needs.
I wanted to fit in but couldn't breath.
I was living life to forget,
And drinking more as the tears went.
Age 14 got my first STD,
Miscarried my first baby.
Hiding behind insecurity.
Couldn't make out what it all means.
Man I was only a teen, a baby.
Blackout drunk, every day of the week.
No body told me what depression means, turns out addiction runs in the family.
Lucky me.
Alcohol almost took my life you see.
Mom is a schizo and dad... well he's just like me times 3.
I stayed clean for 3 years after I lost the baby.
Didn't tell anyone until I was 17,
Lost in a place where I couldn't be me.
Hiding behind my sexuality.
I tried so hard not to be me.
Now I wear bowties and im as gay as I can be.
Stereotypes got nothing on me,
Forget statistics I'm just being me.
Off to college to get my PhD.
Learning to just love me for me.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community

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