Angelique Robledo
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162 appearances
2 recordings
1 series
first heard Dec 2024
last heard Dec 2024
Angelique Robledo’s voice in public audio — every appearance, attributed to the second.
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My motivation is not just to get my story out. It's also to be a voice for the mothers that are not here that didn't get to survive this crime.
And so when we have get-togethers, it's not just a get-together. It was always a party. There was always like a pinata. Our cousins, our aunts, our uncles, the whole shebang would come together.
Even growing up when we lived in a mobile home, she didn't care. Like, come to our house, you know, come hang out with us. She would be an amazing host. I just remember her always constantly baking cookies, putting them out on the table, and, you know, always having, like, lemonade, always having things.
I feel like I'm the oddball out in my family. I do feel like I'm the one that worries more about people and what they think and also what they think of me.
We went from living in a mobile home park to what seemed like to me like a mansion because, you know, back then the prices were a lot different. We moved from California to Arizona and had a five bedroom home with a pool. And it was just amazing. It was like a new start and a new beginning.
I definitely got stared at. I definitely got judged. My first week of school, I ended up eating lunch in the bathroom all by myself for like a whole week. because people did not like me.
So I, at that point, had changed from the sweet girl who never got into fights, who never even had an F ever, to this hardcore, you know, I won't say bad person, but when I look back at my childhood, I really do think of like, wow, I did change into this person that I could not even recognize anymore.
I did start using marijuana and drinking with my friends. And then I was going through a really, really hard time during my 11th grade year. Something just within my family. And it changed everything about me and made me feel numb.
So I was going through some stuff at home, but also dealing with being a high schooler and trying to be cool.
I woke up to a text message at like 6 a.m. that said, rager party. My parents aren't home. Bring your bathing suits. Let's go swimming and let's have a party. We are very what I would call a redneck city. We were drinking.
And that's all it took for me. she was in a bad place and living a life of extremes. I was just a young 17-year-old girl who didn't really understand the consequences of using hard drugs that way. Nobody wants to go down this path.
And that night... One thing led to another, and all of a sudden I wake up in the morning, and I'm like, oh, okay, so this happened.
I got sneakier. I started finding people that were like within work doing it. I started getting people to do it with me so that they would get it. Like when you're in that drug world, you'll figure it out.
Well, I guess I wasn't the only person that thought I was pregnant. Because when I got home, there was a pregnancy test sitting on my bed from my mother. She had been tracking my period. She said, you have not had a period this month. Take this test.
I remember very clearly at that very moment, I locked myself in the bathroom. I brought my pipe in there. I brought my bag, my stuff, and I had smoked and smoked and smoked. I was in shock and I thought maybe this would numb my pain.
I came out and I threw the pregnancy test at my mom and I said, I'm pregnant. And she was livid. She was so mad at me and disappointed. She was crying and I was just sitting there. I just turned off all my emotions and I just looked at her like, what? I'm trying to pretend like it wasn't a big deal. but inside I was actually really like freaking out.
He was one of my best friends. He was somebody that I would talk to all the time. And the first thing that he did was he found my stash and he flushed everything down the toilet.
I sat at the toilet staring at it with a wrench trying to figure out how I could remove the toilet to get my stash so that I could smoke again. That's what my main priority was, was to sit there and figure that out.
It was the moment that I sat on the ground staring at that toilet with a wrench that really made me stomach how far gone this drug had made me. I had felt pathetic. Like, I have no idea what I'm doing with this wrench. What am I going to do? Take this toilet apart and put my hand down and try to find a bag that might be soaked? Like, is that how much I love this?
Is that how much I want to do this? I spend my whole paycheck on it. How am I supposed to do anything in life?
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