Life as I remember it, life as it is now. (There will be graphic descriptions of domestic violence and abuse from time to time; the language used will also reflect that violence. Those who have a tendency to be offended by such things, consider yourselves warned. Also, the events will not be in chronological order, and some content may be repeated as necessary in the postings for clarifications and/or continuity.)
Monday, January 3, 2011
I was fifteen. It was wintertime, and I was a Sophomore in High School. I woke up with a bad cold and a horrible sore throat.
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