for answers to how I ended up in this appalling mess. The 17 year old I used to see was happy, confident, always smiling. The face staring back at me looks like death warmed up, drug affected, filthy, and the sort of face I would have crossed the street to avoid in a past life. I could never have predicted that this would be me 12 months ago………………………………………………….. It had all started with my mother’s breakdown and her cruel taunts to me – I was ugly, I was stupid, I was an idiot, I was worthless,…
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