I had a pretty messed up childhood. My dad pass away when I was 4 from lung cancer. From then on my mom started to neglect me and stay out late hours getting drunk. She wasn't an alcoholic but it.was her outlet till she met Keith. Keith was always kind to me he.was the.father I always wanted. He paif attention to me he got my mom to smilr again. I guesd I became infactuated with the fact that I had a dad and I was not going to let that go. When I was mom and keith finally got marrief by age 11 he adopted me. I was supper happy. Thats when things took a turn for the worst. He told me that since he was my dad he.owned everything in the house including my body. And he could do as he please because thats what dads do they show love and affection. He molested me for 4yrs I would call it rape because I didnt really ob
ject I was too naive and only thought that if he ontinued id still have a dad if I was good hed stil be my dad. Age 15 when I finally realized he didnt love m te way a dad wpld love their child and I ranaway to mu grndmas house. Mymom signed all her rights away and gave sole cusdoy to my gtandma. Ive nver told havent talked to my mo st ince I was 16 im thankful m grandma ad im sti on my path of recovery.