Perhaps for 40 years I have felt broken in many ways, my grandmother constantly told me I wasn’t wanted, I was a mistake, that nobody loves me, and I’m nothing but a burden all were between the ages of 8-12.
When I became 13 my mother began belittling me, anything I may have done for her she always thought there was a ulterior motive which hurt me more than I can ever say.
And whatever I had left after I was raped and sexually abused was ripped from me by my peers and the education staff, by the end of 1987 I was damaged and broken
By 1998 I was healing and dealing with my past very well, until my mother now everyone in her life was gone or dead except for me so all her frustration, anger, and negative energy was aimed right at me no matter what I did or didn’t do
So even though I have been damaged and broken cause of the rape and abuse I have always seemed to pull myself together, and through the tears I will continue to pull myself together no matter how many times nor how long it takes