I had survived my childhood and now was an out of control, angry teenager. I wanted nothing more than parents that loved me and protected me. I wanted to be "Daddy's Little Girl" or "Mommy's Angel." I wanted to be the big sister that everyone looked up to and respected. Sadly, I was none of those things. I was nothing more than a problem for everyone no matter where I went. When I didn't get the unconditional love from my birth parents I was searching for or the therapy I needed I turned to drugs and wild ways. I thought I was punishing them, but in reality I was just punishing myself. It didn't take long to learn how to play grownup games to get what I wanted from anyone I came in contact with, unfortunately for me I didn't always win when I played. But I learned a lot of lessons. The most important lesson was just learning how to survive, again.