MY PARENTS WALKED AWAY FROM ME AT THE HOSPITAL WHEN I WAS 13 — MY MOTHER WENT PALE WHEN THE DEAN CALLED MY NAME

an hour, a social worker named Margaret arrived.

Within two hours, I had been transferred to a pediatric oncology room and officially admitted for treatment.

And within three hours, my parents had signed emergency temporary custody paperwork, essentially abandoning me to the state.

They never even said goodbye.

That first night in the pediatric oncology continue reading …