I was born into a typical white trash household. as in, more than one household. "It takes a village" because irresponsible or stupid people can't keep their children from running out.
my mother did a lot lot of drugs, and i had 4 older half siblings on her side. when i was ᵇᵃᵇʸ,
my 2 half-sisters and I were in a car accident because my mom passed out at the wheel. the car rolled 6 times and i was suspended upside down for about 13 hours. :P My older sisters were both severely injured, as was my mom. She received pain killers for this, which only worsened her addiction.
my siblings got taken by DCS at the time, but i was not. they went to live with their dad. I stayed at mom's. she like, wasn't really the best. In fact, about a year or so later, when DCS was called again for me, i was retrieved severely malnourished. They don't know how i had survived.
(family members have told me that although she was primarily passed out, she did leave piles of cereal, and sippy cups of water lying around the house for me to crawl around and find.)
nonetheless, after the car accident i had a fear of being upside down. Which, when DCS dumped me at my dad's house, was used against me by his girlfriend. i experienced a lot of unsightly things there while he was at work. I won't bring those up now though.