It was 4th grade, and time for career day. Neither my mom nor my dad could make it into my class to help me with my career day project, and I was the only kid without a parent there. It felt lonely, and my little 11 heart was broken.
When they asked me what my mom did, I told them she was a nurse. When they asked me what my dad did, I told them that he drinks. My teacher and the other kids laughed, because they said that drinking was not a job. I felt so terrible, I didn't know what to do, and so I ran from the class and back to my home and cried until my mom got back.