I was born into an abusive family. My father was physically and sexually abusive to me from the time I was able to talk until I was 17 years old. It didn't stop until he finally moved away. I told police officers and counselors, but no one helped. My father almost killed my mom on her first mothers day. He kidnapped me and he still didn't get into trouble. Eventually my mom remarried another abusive ass. He was physically and emotionally abusive. He turned my mom into an alcoholic and spent all of our money on beer so we never had food or clothing. Kids at school would make fun of me for wearing the same dirty, ripped clothes everyday. I started to eat as a way to ease the pain and I gained a lot of weight. Which made kids make fun of me more. Finally my mom divorced him and we were forced to move in with her dad. We now live in a moldy basement, and I'm highly allergic to mold so I have a hard time breathing. I am appreciative that we have somewhere to live don't get me wrong. I got a job and bought my own clothes and lost weight. My grandfather is also an abusive man, he is controlling and hits us if we disagree with him and I'm not talking a little slap he's punched me in the face and broke open my lip. I was told not to press charges because he's old and senile so I never did. I finally purchased my own car, but last year this guy hit me and totaled my car. The day before I found out I was pregnant, but I lost the baby because of the accident. The guy who hit me didn't even stay, he took off so I couldn't get his information. I lost my job because I was depressed. I really don't see any hope in the future, and I'm tired of people telling me "Trust in God" and bull crap like that. I mean hello, its not making me feel any better you morons!