My name is Jessica Helms. I am 15 years old, I will turn 16 May 22, and I will keep advancing a year that same day every year. That same day every year, is just another reminder that I will be turning 18 soon and I can get away from the drama that my Mom and my Dad cause every single year. Parents are stupid, and I wonder what it would be like if parents were required to ditch their kids at birth.

My parents, Mommy and Daddy still in my book. They were something different. I was born before they even got married, which I believe and have been told by my drunk Mother sometimes, was the only reason they got married. Which often makes me feel like the biggest mistake of their lives, besides their marriage. When you are the ages of seven and younger, you never really start thinking about these things in your life. It wasn’t until I was eight years old I started thinking I was the mistake.

I was a good child growing up, I really was. I was quiet and I never really did anything that made my parents pissed off at me, except for being the oldest. I now have a brother and sister, whom I love very much. They are really annoying sometimes, but hey, that’s what they are supposed to do. Them and my wonderful boyfriend are really the only people I have to talk to anymore. It seems as though no one else can tell me what I should do, all they can say is, “I am very sorry that happened to you.” Is that it? God doesn’t say that, he would probably tell me to do something nice for my parents and to respect them no matter how hard it gets, although, I don’t know if I would really want that said to me either.

I wish I always knew what to do, or that I was at least a little more creative. My creativity is that of a four year old’s creativity. I have 2 clubhouses made out of cardboard in my room, Christmas lights all over the walls of my room, and, all I can do is draw, draw, and draw. Oh god, those two years of Pre-School really paid off.

My creativity might be the only reason my Mom talks to me though. She gets drunk all of the time, it’s quite irritating. She isn’t even supposed to be getting drunk. She went to jail in the summer of 2005 for having 4 DWIs in the same month. She was in jail for 2 and half years or so and when she got out, she hadn’t changed. The only thing that did change, was probably the amount of weight she was. The weight gain was a good thing, she was like, -2343846 pounds when she went into prison.

My Dad is a completely different story. He has never touched alcohol, illegal drugs, or even coffee. The only time he touched a drug and used it for himself was when he messed up his back and he needed the pain killers. Otherwise he was probably going to go insane and yell and scream and all that stuff. He probably touches drugs al of the time, he is a Radiologist at Westlake Medical Center, and at North Austin Medical Center. Growing up, he worked at NAMC and someplace that started with an H, Healthsouth I think.

Enough about all of this, how about something interesting? Well, come back for Part 2. (: