Thrown so far back, I'll have to claw and scrape for forever to dig out. Triggered everywhere, on many levels and throughout.

How can a mother be so cruel and ugly...she's like a lion on the hunt. She can literally sense sense the weak, single them out and pounce at the most perfect time.

I was weak because of alot (recent surgery, recently moving, etc.), and it's ultimately my fault that I'm here. I should have hung up the phone.

Should haves don't get me a drop in a rain storm, though.

I don't get it. I simply don't get it. Why are people still, in this day, interested in and lying about my past...my innermost fears, pains and hurts??? When will they let me live without letting me know my place???

I just want to live and be a good person. That's not too much to ask???

I feel very ugly. I feel *very* violated...again.

KD