153 Quotes About Foster-children

What’s the point of it all when I never had an opportunity to make a mistake? If I did one thing wrong, they would give up on me.

I’ve always been fully exposed and had to walk in a line filled with sharp curves from disappointment to disappointment.

Sorrow is my aura, and sadness hugs me tightly.

It is hard to cry when my eyes are closed shut by the barbed wire fence of my eyelashes as they prohibit tears from falling.

What’s the point of complicating my life? I am always back to where I started, and then ... I relive the same patterns, but on a more difficult journey.

I believe when you put yourself in your own mess that you should clean it up and start over. What’s wrong with that? Nothing.

I believe when you put yourself in your own mess that you should clean it up and start over. What’s wrong with that? Nothing. However, when someone else puts you in their mess, you do not know how to clean up the mess they’ve made.

When someone else puts you in their mess, you do not know how to clean up the mess they’ve made. You do not know how to start over because you do not know where to begin. I look at it this way; it is like telling a dead person he/she can start over. How so, when that person’s life no longer exists?

I am lost in a maze that you set up for yourself—and you too are lost in your own maze. When a person gets lost in their own maze, they are really fucked up. However, this maze shouldn’t be left for me to figure out. Unfortunately, I am in it, and I have to find my way out one way or another.