"Freak" because I wasn't worthy of the mothers love.. She said she loved me but the actions didn't add up to love. Forced out of the "home" on her schedule because she was "sick" of me and I was an "emotional drain"

A neighbour bought me a big rag doll for a certain birthday.. This was before I had "blotted my copy book" and forced to leave..

It's amazing I'm still here, somehow I survived living in various crappy shared flats or with various men who only wanted one thing... (And one of those didn't hesitate to tell me how I only was useful for hugs...geeze thanks asshole for that "insight" )

Then eventually I met Papa bear.

I only wanted to be "normal" but this wasn't possible...

It's still not possible (whatever "normal" means)

I feel like deleting this, I don't want to contaminate this forum with my "stuff"

(Whiny *** bear...)