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I grew up in the slums of New Haven. My mom was a single mother working two jobs to make ends meet while my dad was always MIA. So I learned how to fend for myself from an early age, whether it was scrounging around for food or finding ways to entertain myself during long summer days with no electricity. When I turned 16, I got into a fight at school and ended up getting suspended. That's when my mom really lost her shit - she had been working so hard all these years just to give me a better life, and then one stupid decision like mine ruins everything.
After that incident, I started to realize how messed up things were in my family. My dad was nowhere to be found, but it turns out he was living off the grid somewhere, leaving behind a trail of broken hearts and abandoned children. It took me years to process this information, but eventually I came to accept it as just another painful truth about myself and my past.
I've been trying to put together the pieces of my life since then - working multiple jobs to make ends meet, attending community college at night while studying art during the day, taking care of my younger siblings when my mom is out working or running around. It's a never-ending cycle of chaos, but I'm determined to break free from it one day and start fresh in this city, using my art as a means of expressing myself and healing from all the emotional scars I've accumulated along the way
