My father died when I was only 9, September 25, 1986. My mother, has always suffered from depression, well this has only added to it.
I always heard, "let me die, I don't want to live, it would be easier without me..." and so on.
Then he came along, Merle, a dirty old man... that is where my story of abuse comes in.
Then I was kicked out of my house, for dating an older man... my first love, and one who I shared so much with, and who helped me to free myself from my torment.
I was then raped... bye James... (Jimmy) as he was often reffered to. A friend, an "Older brother" figure... well that worked out well. (See my poetry, titled, James, JRVS, Rape and The rape.)
Then I moved to california with my current fiance in 1995. My daughter was born December 27th, 1996. My angel... and the rest was history...
Any questions? Write me at tearyeyed2001@yahoo.com
