My life was vicious, but don't feel sorry for me. I wasn't always the victim; in fact, I left a few victims of my own.

I had to. It's called survival and I wasn't going to survive if I was weak. I'll tell you my story, but I warn you now, it's not pretty. I came from a family made up of killers, rapists, and thieves. Remorse isn't in our vocabulary.

However, what I've done is not more important than how I got this way. A woman that's seen way too much and learned everything through trial and error. You have to take what you want and make it a reality because no matter your journey, you have to fight. Luckily for me, when I needed a weapon, I could use the knife others buried in my back to cut my way through life.

***This book contains triggers related to sexual abuse, incest, domestic violence and various other sensitive topics.***