Hello,
My name is Secret. No, not a secret. Proper noun: Secret. I’ll spell it out for you: S.E.C.R.E.T. Yes, it is my birth given name.
I have a unique story, aka my life:
I had an extremely rough childhood, I was the oldest of three children of whom I ended up raising as soon as I could “take care” of myself(age 6ish). My “mother” was a single parent, drug addict, and homeless. She was not fit to be a parent by any means. In fact we moved from place to place by walking, slept on anyone’s floor who would allow us to so that my “mother” could get her drugs, I had been to about 13 different schools before I hit 3rd grade, I was raising my two younger siblings, not attending school because I was bullied, sent home from school if I went because of head lice, didn’t have clean clothes to wear, wasn’t eating, sleeping on the side of the road, being sexually abused by many grown men, verbally and physically abused by my “mother”, ect. Finally, at age 9 almost 10 I was taken away from my “mother” by the state. I was put into an orphanage/group home and then into one foster family to the next where I was adopted. Sounds bitter sweet, however, it still wasn’t my happy beginning. The family who adopted me also adopted my twos younger siblings which is absolutely wonderful to keep us 3 together. However, they wanted a baby girl my sister’s age(not even 2) and it was always made apparent who they favored and always really wanted. They are good people, they just took on more than they can chew. They didn’t know how to parent me and give me the love and affection that I needed. They didn’t know how to open their arms fully and let me in. I was and still feel like a black sheep in my family. To me the word “family” does not have the same effect as it does to most. “Family” is not something that important to me because I’ve never really had one. Needles to say my childhood wasn’t the only hardship and struggle I have had to face. In fact, I continue to find myself going through hell. I am all alone in this great big world attempting to find myself and build my own life without other people’s choices controlling my life. It’s my turn.
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