He left when I was 5.

I wasn’t freakin “good enough” even then.

Just a little girl.. not “worth” staying for... not even worth The Truth.

And they blame me for being “weak” because I have Depression and want to die

But the part of me that is “strong” keeps me alive, somehow

I’m old.

And once, maybe twice, I “lied” about my age. (Long ago. I usually simply refuse to answer). I never trusted anyone fully apart from papa bear.

Although in the last couple of years I’ve finally learnt who to trust with what and how to say NO.

Maybe that’s why I Should be Punished All My Life

Why does it always rain on me
Was it because I lied when I was 17?

And. Horror. Shame. I got the sack from a horrible job when I was 17. I’m the Biggest and Stupidest Failure in the World.
The “doctor” agreed with the Unit on that

Waiting tables
She sighs ,.... there must be more than this”

“She learnt a lot about people. More than she ever wanted to know”