I always figured my life story would go in a inspiring book first, but I am always willing to share it. To make this as powerful and short as I can I'll have to try to leave some ( maybe) intense details out. Just know each detail I leave on the floor today always crawls back into my head and as silent as they will be for you, trust me my skull is bleeding because the screams each time the decide to not naw.
    My mom, My protector, my healer, my only certainty at the age of 5. She failed miserably at that job. Her lack of parental love slapped in the face especially after she caught me in her bed. Naked. Scared. The heavy shame I had was all I had to wear. While daddy wore the heels and dress after the moment we shared. My stepfather had sex with me often. No molestation. As a matter of fact he only touched me with his hands to grip my rib cage and lift me up. He promised id like it one day. " It will feel good." He didn't lie I wasn't yet 6 and he made me cum. This lasted for a few more years. Finally someone loved me. An angel, I thought, snatched the beat up out of his chest. It was over. He died of a heart attack on 1995 I believe. But guess what!? I then realized I had no one. I was alone.
  Years went by and I never felt alive. Pain. Drugs.sex. my mom drank rum to wash down most of her own regrets. I had a decent life scattered here and there. Good friends. Killer parties.  The People id meet were always broken like me but rarely ever as happy and carefree. I think the stars n sun that I was born an Aries. That's a factor as to why I am still full of love and full of beautiful complex emotions.
  I had 3 daughters by the age of 23 And They...