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New York City has a new web portal for teens. Click on www.nyc.gov/teen to find information, resources, and help.


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Featured Story

Chosing Who I Let In
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Chosing Who I Let In

My mom and dad split up when I was small. There was a custody battle, and so from ages 10 to 12, I went back and forth between the two houses, Friday through Sunday with Dad, Monday through Friday with Mom. Then my dad went to jail when I was 12. My mom lied to me about my dad, told me he didn’t love me and that he was nothing.

My mom got a bad boyfriend, and she chose him over her kids. The boyfriend tried to rule us, and my mom didn’t defend us from him. She kicked my brother out after he had a fight with the boyfriend.

Besides the conflicts with my mom’s boyfriend, nobody in my birth family accepted the fact that I’d rather date a young lady than a young man. I also got pushed around from relative to relative a lot, living with different people until I couldn’t stand it and moved again.

My brother and I would often stay at our Aunt Denise’s house with our cousins. If Aunt Denise was mad at us, she’d serve her children dinner and send my brother and me to bed hungry. For a while, I lived with my grandmother, a miserable person. She’d make me sleep in the bathroom because I wouldn’t clean the bathroom (which I hardly used). She would threaten to hit me with pots and pans if I didn’t clean the stove (which she never let me use). She punched me in my face just because I made her get up out of bed to come open the door for me once.

Once my mother figured out how my aunt and grandmother were treating me, she told me she was taking me somewhere so someone could take better care of me than her or her relatives. On the way over to the Children’s Services building in the Bronx she said, “I’m taking you to get a PINS warrant out on you, and then I’m going to take you to the ACS building to drop you off. I’m going to leave you there so they can deal with you because I can’t anymore.”

It was my mother’s choice to abandon her daughter at age 17, and I cried when she did it. I didn’t understand why my mother was leaving me there.
I didn’t want to go into care. I was scared that other foster children would steal from me or jump me. I didn’t want to go into a foster family; I thought they might not accept me because I’m gay. I have been let down by every older person in my family.


ACS asked me what type of people I want to live with. I said, “People who are different.” I meant people with different personalities and different views on how life flows. I’m an odd individual: For example I value paper and notebooks and pens more than clothes. I admire all the weird things that people do that make them embarrassed. . .

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