I don’t want people to think that this is a whining, victim account of a blog. I never have and never will be a victim. This is my channel to raise awareness that things aren’t always as they seem.
I was born twenty-six years ago. I was conceived on my parents’ anniversary. I haven’t heard the story, but I am capable of some simple math. My parents divorced when I was two years old. To some varying degree over the years, I have reminded my mother of my father.
I was not physically abused; I was mentally abused and neglected.
This is my account of trying to live a normal life when never having been exposed to any sense of normality.
