2nd Grade
I was raised by a single parent. My mom did the best she could. She tried her best. We moved around a lot and I always had holes in my shoes. Hand me downs. I'd take things from the lost and found. I'd steal from school, take extra food at lunch.
I'm stalling.
My mom was a sex worker and brought men home. I was easy bait. I just wanted her to be happy and would do anything to make her happy. She met her boyfriend and that's when things went sideways. In 2nd grade they'd tie me to my bed with my shoe laces and put clothes pins on my skin. They'd make me lay in the bed and touch me and make me touch them. I thought if I did it well enough or I was good enough or quiet enough or smart enough they'd tell me they loved me.
I just wanted my mom to be happy.
I'm stalling.
My mom was a sex worker and brought men home. I was easy bait. I just wanted her to be happy and would do anything to make her happy. She met her boyfriend and that's when things went sideways. In 2nd grade they'd tie me to my bed with my shoe laces and put clothes pins on my skin. They'd make me lay in the bed and touch me and make me touch them. I thought if I did it well enough or I was good enough or quiet enough or smart enough they'd tell me they loved me.
I just wanted my mom to be happy.