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I went to 2 NA meetings today... at the second one I shared something that I would like to share with you now...I have been running away since I was 11 years old...I used to dream all the time and longed to be kidnapped...I wanted some stranger to rescue me and take me away from the situation I was in... but noone ever came to save me...we lived in a 2 bedroom apartment on the second floor filled with small roaches and other torments...the person who was supposed to be my mother slept in the bigger master room, while the 3 of us had the much smaller room with bunkbeds and a crib...I feel like I cried most days there...I feel like I was beaten most days there...she is still sick to this day...I still hate her and wish harm on her to this day... but the good thing is that I hardly ever think of her so I don't have to have that negative shit in me much...at the meeting I shared that since 11 years of age when I got my period in 7th grade I would jump out of my second story bedroom win
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