When the Guess Label was Huge

I wear many ugly labels. I am shamed by most of my past. While Mom and her family made life sparkle like diamonds- literally and was that something to live up to if you were a female, still, it sugar coated- dad’s side of the family and dad himself. I could write a book- oh, wwait, I am- on growing up dirt poor, being abused, being sex trafficked, raped by high school guys, cheated on while I was engaged, having a baby when I was in highs school…that’s not all and it only gets me to the age of 19. If I can believe for a moment that God even loves me, then so can you.

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