My childhood was not a happy one

My childhood was not a happy one. My mom showed us very little affection. In addition to this, my brother sexually abused me for many years when I was a little girl.

Even with that background I got along pretty well in school, although I was very shy and didn't trust anyone. My aunt and grandmothers were good to me and helped me when they could. They were rather religious.

December 31, 1990
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