Good Afternoon people of begging money,
My name is Toni I live in Philadelphia, Delaware County to be exact. I am 48, mom, of 2. I’ve hard a sad life to say the least. I grew up with 2 parents who should of never gotten married let alone have 5 kids. I am the oldest of the 5. I have always worked started at 12, working at a ice cream store, my dad knew the owner. I also cut grass after school and weekends with my dad’s company. NEVER say a dime, not only that but upon turning 18 and moving out the day after I graduated, because my parents put my bags on the porch and said bye ur 18. So when I go to get an apt, or mortgage I discovered my parents to loans and credit cards in my name and my credit was shot.
I did end up getting a place, with my still till this day boyfriend Chris, we have been together 34 years. He is my rock. My life was hard a kid at home, so freedom was great, till it wasn’t. I moved out moved into an apt not far but far enough. Now I raised my brothers and sisters, so when I left it was a wake up call to my parents, they now had kids to take care of. That didn’t last long. My sister got pregnant, now she didn’t get kicked out for getting pregnant at 14. Nope. It was cause the daddy was black. My mom beat her up and down the steps. Told her the only way to stay home, is get an abortion. Angel my 15 year old sister moved in with me. She took 2 busses and a trolley to finish school and keep her now 25 year old daughter.
Next was my brother Joey, he moved in with me at 11, I couldn’t imagine my daughter moving in with her brother lol I’d never allow it, but here I was working 2 jobs and tons of overtime. With my now sister and brother living with me. My sister Chrissy ran away and joined the carnival. Lol sounds insane right? Well she did she was 15. So all that was left at home was my parents, and my youngest brother who stayed home till he left for college.
While everyone lived with me, and I only worked and slept. My brother ended up dropping out of school N moving onto drugs, he would hop around houses here N there this went on for years. My sister Chrissy and him became very big drug addicts. While Angel and I became workaholics that took care of each other and them. During this time my mom, dad n my mom’s boyfriend were driving me crazy with the abuse. The nonstop police sent to my home, calling my jobs saying I’m a loser and fire me. Calling my boyfriends job doing the same to him. Saying I stole her kids lol. As if. We found out years later she had been collecting disability checks on my brother and sister, as well as food stamps for them and me niece, their granddaughter. While I’m working 2 jobs to keep the lights on and some kind of dinner. I busted my ass for years to raise them and their children. Chrissy had 4 kids, and was in and out of jail. Meaning her kids went to me, my other sister had 6 kids. She worked all the time so I too had her kids as much as possible. My life was hard then, but then yes we were dirt poor stealing food just trying to get to the next day.
Years go by, the abuse never stopped my mom was mean man, and she played the victim to the tea. My brother was 1st he continued to do drugs, go to jail, go home to my mom. She just beat him down, till he had nothing left. She bought him drugs, she helped him to get high. Then beat him down for being an addict. He hung himself 1 month after his 21st bday, in my parents backyard 4 days before Christmas. He left behind a son.
My parents fought tooth and nail to get his son, and they won. They look great on paper. Micheal my nephew, grew up a hot mess. Spoiled by my mother, then abused by her, neglected by my father n the boyfriend stepped in to play daddy. Micheal is in jail today. He is not a nice person.
Next was my sister Chrissy, me n Chrissy was glued at the hip. We were Irish twins. We were best friends. Even know she was a idiot when she was on drugs she was the best mother, sister, wife, girlfriend was she was clean. My sister was gorgeous. She knew it. Long straight hair like Cher, crystal blue eyes, a slight tan all.year around. Perfect figure naturally built. She was loud and funny, the whole room never left without laughing when Chrissy was there. Lol. My mother tortured her, Chrissy just wanted to be loved. Every man used her, beat her, shit one asshole tied her to the bed and set it on fire. Like who does that crazy. Thank God her 2 youngest were there to call 911. My mom turned Chrissy in to CYS, and they took her Kids. Chrissy died a month later, she ODED on herion. Her friend Jackie was with.her, instead of rolling my sister over to save her life. Jackie choose to steal her money, food stamp card and car n took off. My dad had to go identify my sister cause she was up in the Poconos hiding from my mom turning her into the police. My sister died the day before nieces bday to make it even worse.
Then was my mom. 6 years ago I was cooking dinner, my sister was shopping at KOP for the kids school clothes. I was home with about half the kids. Angel had the rest Chris and Louie were painting Angel’s new house. She moved around the corner from me. Angel n I are extremely close. We always help each other and are always there no matter what. Her son is sleeping here now lol. My mom took her life she drank vodka and swallowed pills. When I cleaned her room she had puked down the side of the bed. My dad was left, he had cancer.
My dad. Man I loved my dad, and he treated me horrible. I’m so grateful I don’t have daddy issues with men and maintained my relationship for 33 years. My Dad worked for the railroad for 45 years, then had several stokes and could not continue working there after his strokes. He could walk n talk he could still maintain his ADLS he was only in his 60s.. My dad had a hard life. He was raised my 2 drunks, that beat him and had him basically raise his parents. Then to find out he was adopted at 37. His sister was horrible to him. His best friend was murdered over a girls lie. He had a hard life and then my mom gave him a harder life. He was a solider though. He beat cancer 10 times they told him 6 months before my brother died he only had 6 months live, with this cancer. He beat it and lived another 15years. My mom killing her self was to much for him. He was left with me to take care of him. And he hated me, he blamed me for everything. I was the one who took a leave of absence from work to take care of him. And he let me know I was not wanted or welcome, but I still showed up everyday. He ended up in the hospital, he refused to take his meds, his blood kept clotting, hid lungs filled with fluid, he was dying. I worked with hospice for a long time and knew what death smelled like. I sat at his bedside and prayed to end his suffering. He has 3 oxygen masked on. He couldn’t eat, he couldn’t move. I laid my head next to his I told him I loved him and he was a great father to us all, and we were fine he could go. He told me, fuck you, that I should of died instead of my brother. Then rolled over to my sister n said, I’m scared angel. Then he died. It was my brother Joey, who hung himselfs birthday.
Now I can continue, but my mom was a hoarder so I had years of a mess to clean up. Which we did and now all that’s left is my sister n me basically. I have another brother but he does not deal with me.
My sister remarried a wonderful amazing man, who we just found out has cancer again, this time his byle duct. It’s not good. They him and my sister have 12 kids between them and 1 together. He is raising my sisters kids, and his kids a big mix of kids they both choose to keep and raise as their own.. Now my sister will lose him and he was what finally gave her some security and felt safe with.
Me, man I’ve worked Mt while life since I’ve been 12, I have raised so many kids, took care of my parents. N raised my own kids. My son is 24, autistic, who I raised to be extremely independent. He lived on his own worked 2 jobs. Had a car, phone, insurance everything was doing amazing. Had a friend with benefits pretty much in his level though. Then this young man’s father found out about this relationship said my son raped him and had my son locked up on 12/31/21. I have not seen my son in over a year. This kid had never been in trouble a day in his life, I never thought this would actually stick. Well we were told he can face up to 20 years. wtf for???? NOT 1 PIECE of evidence either. Nothing no DNA, no tears, no rips, no bruises, my son never took his phone, never told him he couldn’t leave. My son ubered him home, like he always did. The difference was the father didn’t know they had a relationship. I’m scared to death my sons going to kill himself. He’s tried. I don’t have any money, I lost My most recent job and his father don’t make shit for money. I just need a blessing. His trail will cost me 50k easy. I’m losing my house, ill lose my car soon. I just need one blessing in life ill even pay u back. I just need someone to cate about me for once. Thank you