Multi-system failure
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Last published Tue, Apr 7, 2026
As a child some of the things, I bore witness to, and were subjected to were inhumane, cruel and abusive. As a young adult, I fell for some abusive, some controlling and some manipulative men. So in an effort to show others that have been through similar paths there are other ways out, and that they have another path or another destiny. I aspire to inspire. I wrote this book because I was failed by police , social services and the justice system from as young as 3.
I enjoy writing, so this is MY story.
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