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Breaking The Cycle

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LECTURAS 1,055
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Partes 26
Hora 1h 23m

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On a very cold January evening , a baby girl came into this world. She had know way of knowing the twists and turns her life would take , the happiness tempered by  sorrow, and feelings of utter helplessness. 
Leah couldn't help but wonder what would happen to this little girl who looked just like her, as a mother of two other children already taken away at very young ages.  Gene Blake had married Leah when he was 35 and she had only been 15. They were dirt poor and lived in a one room shack in the middle of the Oklahoma barrio. He promised himself, from the moment he heard his little girls' cry that he would never leave her, and, or let anyone take her from him. Little did he know in the end he would lose this battle and little Missy would become just another piece of state property.Todos los derechos reservados

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This is my truth

My life has been an intense journey from a little girl who was beaten down and abused into believing that she was worthless, to a woman at 43 years of age who is still desperately searching for who she truly is. I found her though. I did. And she writes like me, from inside of me. She is me. This girl that I've been in love with since time first existed, is indeed me. The way that she walks. With her hands... and how she talks? The hearts that she's captured, the souls that she has inspired. I'm now trying to be her. I've never felt that I was good enough to actually be myself!!! I always knew how pure and clear and free I was inside. But people told me otherwise, in a very cruel way. No one ever spared my feelings or thought to speak to me with kindness or love. My parents were very serious and strict people. They believed that there was only 1 way to act and inside I knew that I did NOT fit in the parameters of the behavior expected of me. And every single time I made my Step Daddy sigh or frown it felt like I knife in my heart. I was a let down. Always too loud. Always moving too much. Always too fat and always too ugly. Always too much. Unless I sat quietly. But I've always been a firecracker and all of that containment really made me want to blow off! All of what was inside of me, swirling and dividing in me. Burying the side of me that I loved the most! I was a bastard and a blasphemy. Harsh words for a girl of 3. They said them when they baptized me.