There is no competition for who had the worst life experiences. At this point I feel deeply for Raven as she is obviously suffering. I have nothing further to offer other than empathy and compassion. The longer this situation goes on (and right now there is no real end in sight, not even when Trump loses in November) the pain of those suffering is going to keep increasing.

To whoever the OP is, you do NOT speak for me in any way, shape, or form. I grew up in the Foster Care system myself. Was it tough? You bet. Was it easy? No. The concept of stability was thrown out the window. But guess what? At the age of 32, I have not only managed to put that time of my life behind me, but I have also refused to allow it to define me as an adult.

Every shitty thing I have experienced, I haven’t used my time in foster care as an excuse. The OP sure as hell reminds me of what commenter #1 and #2 said about someone who months ago, used her/his/their childhood as an excuse for everything happening to them as an adult. In fact, the traits of “selective empathy” they have for other people, are signs of sociopathy.

There comes a time OP when you have to grow the fuck up, and realize that no one owes you jack shit for being in foster care. You are an adult now and you don’t get to use your childhood as an excuse for every shifty thing that has happened to you. Are the odds stacked against people like you and I? You bet. But you either have the choice to wallow in it and grow up to be a miserable person, or you take life by the balls and crawl out. No one owes me or you, anything in life as adults.

To list off and play the card of “compared to all these people”, is of the most affected horse shit imaginable. Trauma is trauma no matter where it comes from or how it happened. If you want to play the victim all your life, that is your choice. Your post is so sociopathic and gross, I can’t even begin to tell you, how it is. As an adult, you have made choices that didn’t work out. It isn’t my fault, the fault of strangers, or society in general that your life is crap. You’re an adult now. Any excuse of childhood trauma that you refuse to let go of because of being a foster child, is just that: an excuse. It sounds like you would rather place yourself in that river of horrors and dwell there, rather than pick yourself up, dust yourself off, and try and better yourself, because it’s so much easier to blame everyone else than do anything else.

Quit comparing your trauma to that of others. You and I don’t get gold stars for being foster kids, so because of being in the system, we deserve more. Get over yourself. You’re a grown ass adult. Your type (foster child or otherwise) is nothing new to the attention seeking human types put there, who do nothing but make life all about them and act like mental health snow flakes.

It’s pathetic. You know it too.