Have you ever had that feeling of hopelessness? A feeling like you are hanging by a tread and each day its breaking a little more and soon enough you will fall into an endless dark pit.  For  12 years I was stuck in that mind set. I had been bounced from house to house from 2 to 4 years of age. When I finally was adopted it was great for only a bit. I was abused in every way possible. The people who had took me in and promise to take care of me had called me names, they hit me, they had made me feel as if I wasn’t worthy to live.  I was never good enough. My adopted sister had assaulted me a number of times.  It got even worse after my adopted father passed from cancer.  my adopted mom at the time finally got fed up with me and called OCY. They took me away from there and I am now living with my cousin who is adopting me as soon as she can. Even now as I am in a better place I still have flashbacks and nightmares of it all. I am constantly afraid of being hit again. I hate talking to new people in person. It still terrifies me to see them at all, even though I have cut all contact with them. I am now only 16. this all happened in the 16 years of my life. This is my story and I chose to share it with you.

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  1. justdave 3 years ago

    Im sorry….no one should feel that way….

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