Personal Narrative: Substance Abuse In My Life

Everyone wishes they could changed an event in their life, myself being no exception. It almost has a weight upon me, after years, the one biggest regret in my life. The day my mother died. Her and I never had the best of relationships, she struggled with mental issues and drug abuse, and was never around me, which created a certain disconnection between the two of us. It almost seemed like a portion of my visits always ended in some form of argument. Even at a younger age I almost felt like the parent in some situations she and I were placed in, maybe due to her recklessness? Maybe it was the disabilites? Regardless, the day before she died we got into an all too common arguement. This had to do with breaking the lease on yet another duplex,