I knew from the start with my a-family that I was different. I also knew from an early age that it was my life and i had right to decifer right from wrong. I in my heart and soul new that all of this abuse from them was wrong. So I had a choice either tell them about it or just let it happen and let them think and believe i thought was normal. Then maybe would go away. I never ever let them think was okay. I had a big mouth. I constsntly told them it was wrong. I never succomded (sp?) to it unless they abused me so bad i passed out. which was a few times. I have always physically and verbslly defended my self from this. This made me a hated person. This is like a double edged sword to me because I hated people not liking me. Have come to realize that living up to your own integrity is more important than worrying about how people feel about you. I hope I have explaineds myself well Love, Betsy
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