Hi people of the the trying times .... I wish I knew where to begin ....I guess the beginning?
Born second child of one fucked up dysfunctional fam....my Granddad started sexual abusing my sis and I while we were infants. Worse then that my police detective father was aware of it all. And what apiece of work that man was. His sadism knew no limits the pain ninflicted on mysister and my self was heinous to say the least. I don't believe I can put it into word ...I shake and tremble at sharing those depravities. needless to say Life spent hating and living in contemp of yourself can be quiet the story. But how to tell it how to put into print all that evil, hate, injustis I want to just throw up right now . can we righht more later here ?? | |
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there ARE others out there like yo uand there are others out there who have had it worse, so in some respects life aint so bad. soldier on brother- life is survival of the fitest and you my friend have proven to be a fit one by still being here after such an existence. peace.
under abuse,justice,drugs,family.
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