secrets of the bee

find me

I don't know when I started the down word spiral of self loathing
It's easy to blame my mother,
My father
I never thought my life was hard as a child
Protect your siblings from your own father and
Then your mother
And then your mothers boyfriends
Raising kids put on my shoulder
Don't cry
Smile
Thriving in a chaos I didn't create
Be careful not to procreate
Well now he's 5
They are 20 and about to be 19
And I'm 24
Physical violence of all kinds
Mental turmoil
Call me strong when I am weak
Bulimia bipolar depression and ptsd
All things that define the little girl trapped inside me