Just thought I would talk to you today God. By the way thank you for the many blessings that you have bestowed on me in my life. I can't even begin to think how hard it would have been if you had not been there for me.
The question I have for you though is why is it for every blessing you give me there is always a catch to it.
When my father threw me away like a piece of garbage and my mother would not stand up for me you found me a place to stay. At this house, I was a servant to my brother's wife and my brother-in-law tried to rape me. But, at least you help me find a place to live and my brother saved me from being raped. My older sister wouldn't work or go to college after she graduated from high school so my mother told her she had to leave. My dad said if she has to go, so do you. I was 14 went to school and worked odd jobs.
After 5 months of begging my mother to talk to my dad to let me come back, my sister was already back there living off my parents, you were able to get me, back home, the only home I had ever known. I was still only 14 years old when I got to go back to the hellhole I called home. But what did I know, I was only a child. I dodge my father when possible so he wouldn't verbally abuse me. He never hit me, but his words cut deep. Here it is 45 years later and they still cut me. I am still feeling this weight of not being wanted by my parents.
Next time I will write about my year being 15, pregnant and abandoned.
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