I had a very close friend who grew up in poverty. She came from a family of 12 where she was the youngest. She never received new clothes or anything new. Everything she owned was handed down from one of her siblings or someone else. As for food, her family always had bread and rice and they were never allowed to have seconds. My friend would always spend the night at my house whenever possible. When we would eat dinner, she always over ate and ate quickly. Sometimes I would catch her just staring out in space. I remember when we were in middle school, my friend's grades were very poor. Also, she was dating a grown married man who was always buying her things. When I think back, I now realize that it was child abuse, but I’m sure as a young neglected teenager she did not look at it that ways because for the first time in her life someone was paying attention doing things for her.
I believe poverty, neglect, and chaos pushed my friend toward a early path of destruction filled with sex, alcohol and drugs, and prison and as a result of this she never developed properly cognitively or emotionally/socially.