About Me
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Here is my bio. Needless to say I have had a rough life. Growing up my mother thought it was funny to sit on my head till I passed out. I could never do anything right for her. My sister would help her by holding me down while she beat me, my sister thought it was funny.
When I was 13 I became a sex slave to my neighbor. He would loan me out to his friends for a price. He branded his initials into my skin, he would beat me regularly. My parents never payed attention they just thought I was a trouble maker and got into a lot of fights. I was trained to please men and be used by them because of him and his friends. About two months before my 17th birthday he finally stopped and decided he was done with me as he said. The next year was spent drinking, and doing drugs and several failed attempts at suicide. I started cutting myself when the drinking and drugs weren't helping the pain and shame anymore. When I hit 18 I decided to go a little bit more out of it. I thought I am free I can do whatever I want without anyone telling me what to do and controlling me. I get to pick who I fuck and when. So I did porn, which turned out to be another way to be used by men. So then I became a stripper that was just as bad.
At 21 I got married to a guy that verbally abused me. He loved to put me down in front of his friends and at home it was worse. I was a disgusting piece of shit that was just thier to fuck him when he wanted and to cook and clean for him.
Also at 21 the doctors told me that I had a bowling ball size tumor on my ovary. They removed it and my ovary and the other one is damaged. I can not have kids. I was told if by some small chance I do get pregnant either the baby or I will not make it to birth.
I got a divorce and moved on to more guys that just want to use me for sex and throw me away. I am trying to get past the thoughts in my head. the thoughts that were drilled in that I am only here for one thing to please and serve men.
I am a second degree black...
When I was 13 I became a sex slave to my neighbor. He would loan me out to his friends for a price. He branded his initials into my skin, he would beat me regularly. My parents never payed attention they just thought I was a trouble maker and got into a lot of fights. I was trained to please men and be used by them because of him and his friends. About two months before my 17th birthday he finally stopped and decided he was done with me as he said. The next year was spent drinking, and doing drugs and several failed attempts at suicide. I started cutting myself when the drinking and drugs weren't helping the pain and shame anymore. When I hit 18 I decided to go a little bit more out of it. I thought I am free I can do whatever I want without anyone telling me what to do and controlling me. I get to pick who I fuck and when. So I did porn, which turned out to be another way to be used by men. So then I became a stripper that was just as bad.
At 21 I got married to a guy that verbally abused me. He loved to put me down in front of his friends and at home it was worse. I was a disgusting piece of shit that was just thier to fuck him when he wanted and to cook and clean for him.
Also at 21 the doctors told me that I had a bowling ball size tumor on my ovary. They removed it and my ovary and the other one is damaged. I can not have kids. I was told if by some small chance I do get pregnant either the baby or I will not make it to birth.
I got a divorce and moved on to more guys that just want to use me for sex and throw me away. I am trying to get past the thoughts in my head. the thoughts that were drilled in that I am only here for one thing to please and serve men.
I am a second degree black...
JUNE 2013
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