My name is Lucy.
A child born out of stupid horny irresponsible man and woman who I never got to know in my struggling 17 years of existence which is up to present. They left me in front of a chapel in a suburb where an elderly nun took me in, gave me for adoption, and now my adoptive parents divorced. None of them wanted to keep me, so I left home. If you can even call their house and family home, they always fight ever since I can remember. The man, my adoptive father, works away from home as a Mine Site Researcher. His job brings him to different places almost all year round. His wife is a businesswoman but a struggling alcoholic. They thought having a child conceived or adopted would change her, but it didn’t. She got more addicted, and it left the husband no choice but to divorce
