Ever felt like dying

I do! Almost daily.Some days more than others Especially when noone is around,which is almost always. I dont have many people in my life. I guess I should start from the Start huh. Well I was born in Alabama , my mother was 15 and my Dad ,well he left of coarse. So my mom tried I guess, till I was 2 and decided to send me to live with her dad. He did his best until I turned 8, his wife left and he didnt feel right raising a lil girl on his own. So back to mom I went, Mom? Who?Whatever, if you say so. I moved back in with her and found out I had a lil brother. I hated him from the moment I met him of course. He was the child they decided to have and keep, instead of being parents to the first child they had, me! They didnt care for me much...they said I was spoiled. I got beat for everything, couldnt even wear shorts in the summer, someone might see the bruises. Anyway, so age 12 comes along and again my Mom can no longer handle me, lets just say throughout the years she taught me how to punch well...off to jouvenille hall I go. Then to a childrens home. I turn 14 return home, all is decent until I turn 16 and move out. Job Corps. So that makes 6 years in all living with my Mom.