Hurt Inside

Well it all started when I was eleven years old, my step father molested me and my sisters, until I was fourteen. I told my mom, she thought I was lying, my sister Mary was sixteen when she left. My oldest sister stayed. I don’t even remember when she left. Well here I go, I called the police, my stepfather was taken to jail, I was sent to the neighbors house to live whom was my friends family, thank god for them. My stepfather was charged with endangering the welfare of a child, he was sent to Marsey state hospital. He did his time I guess, I don’t remember, maybe because I don’t want to. I had to go back to my mom’s. He came home and said to me see your own mother is with me and not by you. I knew at that time I had to go, so here’s where my life gets out of control.

Met a man at sixteen, ran away, married at eighteen, was in and out of trouble, divorced him because he beat me up cheated on me. I thought hey that’s my life. My life sucked then. I was still talking to my mom because I needed to feel that I had a mom, oh I forgot I really don’t know my real father, only he died when I was thirty-three years old and get this one, he molested his kids and did time in prison. My stepfather and my real father, what a shock right!! Ok now I started drinking at a young age and did my share of drugs, did some things I’m not proud of but I didn’t care about myself anymore. Then I got married again to a good man, he was ten years older than me. Then it started happening again drinking, cheating both of us on each other! We divorced I met another man, oh ya I still talk to my mom she always said you should had stuck your marriage out like I did with your father, what a joke right!