It is what it is

I know all of you are thinking my life is pretty messed up, but the truth is it’s better than it has been in a long time. I’m stayin’ with this older guy. He’s like 50 or something. He’s super weird, but he’s giving me somewhere to sleep and all the food and drugs I want. At this point in my life I don’t think I can ask for much more. I left my parents home about a week ago. My dad beat the crap out of me right before I left. He came home drunker and angrier than I’d ever seen him. I honestly wasn’t sure if I was going to make it out of there alive. He is such an ass. My Mom doesn’t do anything but sit there and cry while he’s beating the hell out of me. How does that help? All I could ever do was wait until the hitting was over. It was the easiest if I was high, then I hardly knew it was happening. I know if I would have stayed there he would have eventually killed me. He’s a maniac….. and an idiot. I did what I had to do to stay alive.
Bob, this guy I’m living with now, is cool. I mean he doesn’t hit me at all. I don’t think I ever have to worry about that. He knows a dealer or something so he’s got plenty of drugs, which is cool cause I don’t have to worry about having any money. We have these awesome parties on the weekends where about a hundred people are hangin’ out and getting’ high. He has me doing all kinds of weird sexual things with him. I don’t like it, but I try to deal with it because I don’t want to go home. I know he’ll never tell the cops where I’m at as long as I please him. Like I said, I’m not sure I can ask for much more right now. It’s not a perfect life, but it’s a hell of a lot better than it was before. What else can I do?