Personal Essay

So my life story. I grew up in a good family with my mom and dad and an older brother. Growing up I always felt a little different. I felt that I was always in my brothers shadow. He was always allowed to do things but then when it came to me it was always a no, or well do it later. But usually that later didn't come. My brother was always popular in school with a lot of friends. I don't remember having a problem making friends, but for me it was keeping them that was difficult for whatever reason. My brother always had like 6 or 7 friends that he grew up with that they are still all really close. I didn't have that group and now that i look at it i really never had that one best friend. My friends pretty much changed from year to year. I did have a couple close friends but they always lived in other cities and eventually went to different schools. I started using drugs when I was 13. It first started with pot accuse that's what my brother was doing and one of my brothers friends would put a little coke on.wat and told me to smoke it. It was the weirdest feeling but I instantly liked it and I instantly wanted more. My first relationship was when I was 13. It was a summer fling and I knew he was going to move at he end of summer with his mom. We had a date later in the week and I remember calling his house and his dad had told me that he left and he was really sorry. I felt really embarrassed and didn't want to tell anyone because I wa