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As kids we’d respond to teasing, taunting – BULLYING with the nursery rhyme… “Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me.” Looking back at this as an adult I have to call this little comeback for what it is…BULLSH*T! Excuse my language but that’s the word that comes to mind when I think of this verbal shield we were taught to use as kids. Yes, its true sticks and stones CAN break your bones but words, they can leave a forever impact especially when used in a negative manner. As a kid my mother was verbally abusive. I will not go into full details of the things she’d say to me but I will say they are things you should NEVER say to a child; especially your own. I do not know why she would say the things she said to me. I do not know why she made me feel like crap as a kid the the point that I would wish I was never born. This is a hard post for me to type up because as I’m typing the things she’d say to me are rushing to the surface and reopening those old

"I" as in me. I was born in the summer of 78 in San Jose , CA. At around age 5 I went to live with my grandfather in Lamont, Ca along with my 2 cousins while our mom's were on "vacation". I'll be 35 this year. When I look back at my life I am blown away.  I want to write a book one day, not because I think I'm super fascinating but because It might just bring hope to others in similar situations that I've been in. I type like I talk, lol so please excuse my run on sentences. I lost my mind once but got it back after I realized it was the situation I was in that caused it, so I walked away.  My childhood wasn't all unicorns and rainbows but it did make me who I am today. I was a teen mom. It's hard to believe I have an 18 year old! Having my son at a young age was one of my motivations to be where I am today.  I was a mom again at 23. My princess Beanna was a total surprise and my saving grace. I'm a firm believer in "breaking the cyc