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"I would stab myself with a sewing needle. Or any kind of needle. Just to feel that pain. To know, you're still here. You're still human. You're still alive in some way. To make that pain, just show what I felt on the inside....
By the time I was nineteen, I was extremely bitter, angry, volatile … violent. I had become a kleptomaniac I was addicted to stealing everything around me. I was heavily on drugs and had really pushed everybody out of ...
God loves you and he cares about you; and he wants the best for you. You find freedom in his love through surrendering to him.
Without ever hearing him say a word he spoke to me. He said, “I am the fifth fallen angel. You’ve served me well, and you will serve me again.”
"He did cross the line, and I became a victim of what we now know as date rape. Thirty years ago that's really not what it was called. Since I did go into the bedroom with the guy, I blamed myself for many years..."
All of my life my family has been drug addicts, prostitutes, and different things. I didn't grow up in a very good household.
Her grandmother threw her out. She lived in a little 16‘x9’ shack by the roadside. I was born in that little shack.
"When my mother told her that she was pregnant she took her to what we would call now a backwoods abortionist."
At twenty-six years old I woke up one day and said, “That’s it. I’m done. Today is the last day I’m going to live. That’s it!” That day I received a phone call form somebody I hadn’t talked to in years.
I slept in the car one night with my newborn baby. That was one of those “God, why me” moments.