Speak Up

So, my name is Justice & I'm from a little town called Poplar. My mom started using meth when my dad passed away... 13 days before my dad passed, my little brother Trint was born. Well, my mom slowly started to fade from us, i was 15 years old & she left me to raise & care for a 3 month old, 4 year old, 10 year old, & 12 year old. it was hard, trying to go to school & get the older kids to school & find someone to keep the baby. I managed to keep them fed & we had a home. Awhile after, my older brother started to use meth. nothing is the same for my family. He is always so mean & i'm constantly worrying about him. Its hard living in a small town where everyone is doing meth. I don't & will not ever use this drug. I've watched it tear my family apart & i'm tired of it! I've tried just about everything to make them realize what they're doing to our family but all they care about is their next high. So, i never see my brother anymore & i can't stand to see my mom. Its nothing but lies with my mom. I can't believe a word that comes out of her mouth any more. she can lie to me with a straight face & walk away. It hurts but meth is everywhere now. I'd rather die than watch them hurt themselves & us any more. I don't know what to do any more.