Just before my senior year of high school, my parents got divorced and I was put in the middle of their fighting and wound up missing a lot of school because I was home sick with stress induced stomach ulcers. I transferred to a different high school, and my mother kicked me out of the house when she found out that I had been skipping school. So I wound up pregnant and in a shelter when I was 18, and my son was born not long after that. No exciting story here, just slipping through the cracks. 🙂