so as I start to explain a little background story of My Life when I was 15 I was raped by my mom's drug dealer and his friend. I became pregnant but didn't know it and I was using heavy amount of drugs to cope with what had happened to me so not knowing I was pregnant I then 5 months into being pregnant discovered and decided to stop using and by that time it was too late at 6 months along I had my daughter but unfortunately she was a stillborn born with no heartbeat and born too early sad part is is I was going to keep her even though she was conceived from the rape. now that I'm in my late 30s I have found out that I can no longer have children because of that rape in what they did to me I won't go into detail because it's bothersome to most to hear about but I will just say that they messed up my insides enough to where I can't carry so that being my only chance in life to have a child of my own it hurts me most deeply to see my brothers both be able to have children and not care for them the way they should one brother...