My hardest years for sure have been 15-16. That was the age I began to want to party and go out and talk to boys. These have been very hard for me because I had a poor relationship with my mother. We were always fighting because she wanted things done her way and I just hated being around the house when she was home. I would ask permission to go out and she wouldn’t let me so I would sneak out without her knowing.
Due to all the problems I had with my mom I began to drink. Every weekend I would go out. I just wanted to drink. A year ago, in January, a couple friends and I were going home after a dance. We wanted to keep partying so we decided to go up to Rifle Falls because cops were not in the habit of going up there at that time. We were all really drunk and the driver was too. I remember that someone said we had missed the turn going up one of the curves. The driver started to go in reverse and before I knew it we were in a car accident. We flipped over and roll twice down onto a private property. I didn’t know what was happening, I was still in shock. None of us were wearing our seat belts but luckily nothing happened to any of us even though the car was a wreck.
Once we managed to get the car out we were going to the house of one of the guys to pick up his truck and take us home. As soon as we entered his driveway I turned back and saw the light to a police car. The only thing going through my mind was how this would disappoint my dad because he had so must trust in me. When the cop pulled up to talk to the driver the police noticed the driver was drunk and made him get out the truck right away he was handcuffed. Before I knew it there were three sheriffs and a state patrol. That’s when I began to get scared. We were all handcuffed and given MIPs, we also had to attend court and pay a big fine.
This experience helped me to stop drinking because that same day that my parents went to pick me up my little cousin was raped in my house. I felt so guilty because if I wasn't drinking none of that would've happened. I had to go through a lot of counseling and anger management but thanks to that I do not drink any more and have a way better relationship with my mom.