Journal Of A Southern Girl

From four years old I recall some fond memories and some sad ones with my family living in the country and later moved to the city of Portsmouth, where my Mom grew up. I was a survival and refuse to let life’s trials keep me pinned down. The few mishaps I experienced in Virginia doesn’t compare to the trauma and drama I encountered after leaving home at age 15 to live in New York. Raped more than once, used drugs and alcohol to numb my pain, contemplating killing a man with a gun and more that kept me on an emotional roller coaster ride. I thought God was punishing me for leaving my mom and siblings. The will to survive and determined to have a better life prompted me to go back to school and to continue to seek peace and happiness.