Canton
Canton Greenwelle is my nephew, he was born August 28th 2008 To my sister, she was 18 at the time. I don't believe in any way he was planned, my sister and her boyfriend just made a mistake. It makes sense though given my mother forbid us from having a relationship, so like I did with Jen, she did with Jim. She just wanted comfort and attention, something her family did not provide. I only knew Canton when he was born until the age of 2. One memory that pains me is that when I was in high school I lived in an upstairs bedroom that was an addition onto our house at Broken Lane to where there was a downstairs but nothing in it and I lived upstairs. Canton would often want to come into the downstairs area and this was when I needed to study 7 hours a day in complete silence to keep up with my assignments, so whenever Sam would bring him in and he would make noise, just playing and being a child I would yell at her to leave. It fucking sucks how bad I treated my Sister and paid no attention to my nephew. I was never in his life throughout his youth, but I mean at the same time I was going to mental wards for suicidal ideation. It sucks man and Canton I'm sorry for not treating you as if you were my child and a true member of the family. Now that myself and my two siblings are set to inherit the million dollar trust my grandmother stabled I want to set up a fund for to help give him a trust to fall back on should the worst happen. From the past couple of years and really the last year I have seen him as if he was my child and needed help. The distance from Rochester to Ohio is too far though and I literally have and in the past had no money to even get to where he and my sister and my brother and sister in laws live.
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Searching for the Answer
Non-FictionThis is a compilation of stories involving childhood abuse and trauma through a first-person impactful perspective mostly chronological. It is my story and is not fabricated in any way. I am posting just to get feedback thank you.
