This is my life story. Every tear is real. This is what my mother taught me was life. She taught me a lie and ruined my life. That is until I decided no man would ever hit me a second time, because I would be gone. Many times I had to leave with only the clothes on my back. Having thought I was born bad, I didnt expect anything better. But I could run. I was not born bad; I just was not protected by my mother. Baby, this is a whole new world. I know it still happens, but now you have a fighting chance to have a normal life. It was not my fault; it was my mothers fault. Four of us girls grew up the same way. Our lives ruined. Thank you, Mom! Ya right! I can help you.