When I was a child, I dream about one thing. Being free.
Most little girls want to become mommies. Some little girls dream about becoming a teacher, or a nurse. Me? Well, I just wanted to be free. I wanted out in a way that most children cannot comprehend. I didn't belong with them. They hurt me and didn't understand me. I made sure that my brain didn't remember most of the happenings, but the key points were embedded in my brain. You can't trust another human being with your sensitive spirit, your needs, your wants. Why pick and choose? I decided very young to live inside my own head and create my reality there. In my head, I was important. In my little girl mind, I was loved and adored. I was the queen of my own little universe of solitude. I would play outside and act out my own scenarios in my mind. I would laugh and play, climb trees and sing a song in my head that was carefree. When the sad times came, as they always did, I would remain silent,...