Behind the Mask; Part 01.

05 "Behind the Mask" facts about me.
These facts will be a bit of who I am today; why I am how I am, what I've been through and where I want to be. There won't always be pretty, they won't always be deep and meaningful - might just be 'fillers' from time-to-time but, they will be honest.
  1. I was born in California and it's some place that I've always wanted to return to. I've never felt that I truly belong in Minnesota; although I do have the skin for it now. I can never tan. I burn and turn back to my pale, snow white self. -- I was a military brat and was born in SOCAL on Fort Irwin.. I want to see where I was born, it's on my bucket list.
  2. I believe that I can't tan because I spent most of my summer at the beach; swimming with my cousin and her cousins that I am not technically related to. I would burn badly, I have a scar on my back from being burnt. It's small and triangular and on my back ribcage. It didn't matter how much sunscreen that I had on, it still wouldn't stop it from happening.
  3. I had a tough childhood. My father was abusive.. I wasn't home often, I spent most of it with my first cousin (Erin) and at her parents house (my Mum's father). It wasn't any better there. My Uncle was just as bad as my father. I saw many things happen to my older cousin Billy that I had happen to me at home. So, I've never truly had a 'real' man in my life to show me how a woman should be treated or what a father/dad really is. My relationships weren't any better but, we will leave this for another entry later on.
  4. I found out a few years ago that my Uncle sexually assaulted both my Mum and my Aunt when they were younger.. just as I was by my father. -- I won't discuss anymore on this matter. Please don't ask. Please don't pity me.
  5. I've spent numerous times in a safe house.. they were mostly when I was younger so I don't remember too much about it. It's been from my own household and from my Uncle. Probably the one of the many bad memories.. of which I have some many black voids in my life and history.

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