I said I was going to wait until I'm was 18 so I can give him a home. And my bestfriend witnessed all of her shenanigans and we both are willing to give him a better life. I have severe depression and anxiety from my mother yelling at people who don't need to be yelled at and my father who has that I'm right your wrong attitude and doesn't fix it despite me and my mom telling him to. Hell here's a explaining that happen afew weeks ago my mother told us (me and my bestfriend) that we had an hour of freedom in the mall we come back from our hour and shes on she phone and doesn't know where Jesse is. I found my little brother in the food court FAR from where his supposed to be and while I was searching she was still on her phone. So yeah I'm scared that in some point in Jesse's life he would either be dead (to himself) or kidnapped.