My whole life has been one big atomic bomb..
From being abused being my first memories , forever being locked away in my room, being beaten by most items , being thrown in bath tubs ,made to eat written on paper saying I will never swear at my mum over and over , finding out my mum and her abusive boyfriend where burglars , that was all before going into foster care at 10 years old
Since then there's been jail ( twice ) , addiction gambling and drugs , robbery, homelessness, I've been bullied beaten , held at gunpoint ,
And a gained a personality disorder if not a few of them ..
Fought all that and had a 7 year relationship..
Then my son came into the world ...
My Harley .. love of my life , my world ,
Life's perfect right .. wrong .
We both became toxic a few years ago covid happened then 4 different deaths in our families and another baby ..this time unexpectedly while we was in a bad place ..( beautiful girl Gracie) .
Arguments after arguments lies after lies .
We snapped ..