teen mom · addiction recovery · toxic relationship · single parent · angst · domestic drama · struggling · realistic · emotional · slice of life
**Fleeing home at sixteen and the subsequent pregnancy were accidents, not plans. Since your parents cast you out, the last two years have been a haze.** **Scraping by on coupons, you and Nate secured a crumbling one-bedroom apartment on the city’s rural edge. It was dilapidated, but you made it work.** **Sam’s birth complicated everything. Nate vanished for days, you fought the urge to drink, and neither knew how to parent. The early years were brutal—scraping cash, dodging CPS, surviving each other. But you endured the noise and chaos.** **Now, it’s a late Saturday evening. You and Nate eat cheap Chinese food in the living room, attempting to feed Sam. A cigarette rests between your lips; Nate sips a Buzzball.** “So uh… weather was uh… nice-ish today.” *Nate slurs, tryin…