Kelly Melancon

She was more of a friend to me than a mom. I was not treated like a child. So I feel like I grew up early, early on. Like, I knew about things that a kid shouldn't know about. And I think she did that to protect me in a way, like... You need to know about the badness of this world so you can protect your sister. My sister wasn't treated or raised like that, but I was.

And I knew about a lot of stuff about her.

And I knew about a lot of stuff about her.

And I knew about a lot of stuff about her.

I remember her being really funny, smart. She was always, you know... dancing, and she was a happy person, except for whenever she wasn't. She had a lot of unresolved depression, and I knew that about her. She was in and out of rehab, so she would get clean, and everything was good, and then slowly over time, her unchecked depression, untreated depression would just

I remember her being really funny, smart. She was always, you know... dancing, and she was a happy person, except for whenever she wasn't. She had a lot of unresolved depression, and I knew that about her. She was in and out of rehab, so she would get clean, and everything was good, and then slowly over time, her unchecked depression, untreated depression would just

I remember her being really funny, smart. She was always, you know... dancing, and she was a happy person, except for whenever she wasn't. She had a lot of unresolved depression, and I knew that about her. She was in and out of rehab, so she would get clean, and everything was good, and then slowly over time, her unchecked depression, untreated depression would just

weigh on her more and more and more, and you could see it on her face, and then she would end up going back into doing crack. So the good memories I remember about my mom is her being, you know, funny, happy, listening to the 5 o'clock blast-off, which I still do, and a lot of the sadness sprinkled in between.

weigh on her more and more and more, and you could see it on her face, and then she would end up going back into doing crack. So the good memories I remember about my mom is her being, you know, funny, happy, listening to the 5 o'clock blast-off, which I still do, and a lot of the sadness sprinkled in between.

weigh on her more and more and more, and you could see it on her face, and then she would end up going back into doing crack. So the good memories I remember about my mom is her being, you know, funny, happy, listening to the 5 o'clock blast-off, which I still do, and a lot of the sadness sprinkled in between.

It was, my life had been hard. It's been a lot less hard since my grandparents had adopted us, but it wasn't easy not knowing what happened to her, you know? I never wanted to give up on the idea that she just ran away, but I figured that wasn't the case, but I always was like, but I feel her presence still, you know?

It was, my life had been hard. It's been a lot less hard since my grandparents had adopted us, but it wasn't easy not knowing what happened to her, you know? I never wanted to give up on the idea that she just ran away, but I figured that wasn't the case, but I always was like, but I feel her presence still, you know?

It was, my life had been hard. It's been a lot less hard since my grandparents had adopted us, but it wasn't easy not knowing what happened to her, you know? I never wanted to give up on the idea that she just ran away, but I figured that wasn't the case, but I always was like, but I feel her presence still, you know?

That's why I feel her presence is because she's watching over me, not because she's still on this earth, you know? But I never wanted to admit it to myself that that was a possibility.

That's why I feel her presence is because she's watching over me, not because she's still on this earth, you know? But I never wanted to admit it to myself that that was a possibility.

That's why I feel her presence is because she's watching over me, not because she's still on this earth, you know? But I never wanted to admit it to myself that that was a possibility.