I forgot to mention that I didn't stay and accept the abuse. One afternoon after some more abuse I left with jeans and a tshirt on me. I went at my best friend's place and the who looked after her allowed me to stay after bringing me to see the doctor. I stayed a few days and then they find an emergency shelter for children and teenagers and I stayed there.

From 16 to 18 they paid a flat for me as I was quite mature so I could finish school then at 18 I had to find work and could not continue school. I had some permanent contracts but lots of temporary work. I have difficulty being stable at work. While I work well and I am very serious, I got bored easily. And I had a few difficulties with jealous women above all when they see me close to a male colleagues they like.

I remember a former colleague telling me years ago to be careful, the fact that I am smiley and" pretty"men can have the wrong interpretation and women feeling insecure.