Three Miles in Baltimore
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  • Parts 11
  • Time 1h 41m
Ongoing, First published Apr 21, 2020
Mature
I was born in Baltimore, Maryland to a single struggling mother of four. Last year, in the midst of a mental breakdown, I began writing. I wrote in hopes of understanding my depression. I wrote to calm my ever present anxiety. I wrote to acknowledge the part of me that was hidden and my obligation to expose her. Many of my stories are about my struggles to forgive my neglectful and abusive parents who used me and disregarded my youth. I also address my inability to stop the ongoing torture and pressure I put on myself. I wrote to understand the cycle that so many deal with - the cycle of stolen innocence. The cycle where girls are forced to become women before they can fully understand and enjoy being a girl; and all the instances from these experiences. 

These stories are my true thoughts at the time of their occurrence, my honest feelings towards them now, and my hopes that one day I will forgive myself for continuing the pattern.
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