Weight for me

Second Chapter

2014-03-20T17:58:00.000-07:00

Well, after a rough start to my life, things did not get better. My dad went to prison when I was 8, and did not get out, until I was 12. After he got home, my parents stayed together less than a year, then got divorced. Totally broke my heart. My dad moved in with his girlfriend, and my mom moved us in, with her boyfriend. My brother Jim lived with dad, and my oldest brother Charles was married, living in Alabama. My sister Vickie was married, living in Georgia. My mom's boyfriend was named Ralph, and at first, I did not like him. I think it was because, I did not want anyone to try to replace my dad. But, my mom really loved him, so, I tried to get along with him. He was nice to me, and soon earned my friendship. I was almost 13, when he came into my life. At the age of 16, he shattered me, and our friendship. He began to sexually abuse me. One Friday, I got up the courage to tell my mom. She took me to Georgia to my sister's, said she was going to confront him, and would be back to get me on Sunday. She said, we were going to move out. Well, Sunday evening my sister called her. My mom told her that Ralph had denied it(duh, of course he did). She said, I could not come back home. So, my mom believed him, and threw me out. So, at the age of 16, and in the 11th grade, I started living with my sister. To be continued.........

The beginning

2014-03-19T06:37:00.001-07:00

Where do I begin? Well, obviously, at the beginning. I was an attempted abortion, talk about an exciting beginning. I fought my way out of the womb, and have been fighting for survival all of my life. I am one of four children, the youngest of the family. My oldest brother Charles went to heaven back in 2008, he is there with my momma, she went to heaven in 2006. I have a sister, Vicky, and another brother, Jim. My dad is still living, his name is Otis. I have been married to Eddie for almost 29 years. I love children, and tried for 16 years to get pregnant, but, due to complications caused from the pills my momma took, trying to abort me, I was not able to have children. Also, due to those pills, I was born with a birth defect, my appendix is in my back, instead of where a normal appendix is. On my 22nd birthday, in front of my husband, and my stepsister, my momma told me that I was an attempted abortion. When she found out that she was pregnant, my dad told her she had to get rid of the baby. They had three kids already, they could not afford another one, and they just did not want another child. Of course, abortion was illegal back then. So, my momma went to her doctor, he confirmed that she was pregnant. She told him that they did not want this baby, could he please help her. He gave her some pills, told her how to use them, and that she would start bleeding within a few hours, and would lose me. She went home, took a pill, and waited. Well, things were not going fast enough, so she took the entire bottle of pills. Praise God it did not kill her, or damage her. But, it made her pour blood, and my parents thought that it was over, no more baby. A few months later, they were in the living room watching television, when my momma felt a kicking sensation. She could not believe it, so she told my dad to feel her stomach. He felt the kicking too, and blew a gasket!! He was beyond mad, because the baby had survived. Yes, that baby was me, now a fifty year old woman. Any wonder I deal with self image, and self confidence issues?????? My story to be continued.

Being true to myself

2014-03-18T15:14:00.002-07:00

Hello everyone, welcome to my new blog, hope you will follow along on my journey. This blog is going to be all about my journey that started in 2011, dealing with anorexia, and my stroke. No self confidence, hating myself, and dealing with my weight. I am going to totally open my heart, and share my true feelings. So, here I go!!