JENNArallyspeaking

The ME of today is a lot different from the me of before... Before my life turned into a big sad chaotic nightmare... And I'm not even talking about the 13yrs of rape and abuse I survived as a kid or the murdering parents or the crackhead grandma or the psycho ex-husband(s) or the agoraphobia or the vasovagal syncope. All of that was nothing compared to the pain and agony I feel now. I can't even explain it all to a single soul. I don't have anyone I can trust. I've had my world taken from me and under false pretenses. I find it hard to even take a step on a daily basis. I can't breathe. I can't eat. I lost my will. I lost my dignity. I lost everything. So why am I still alive? My childhood alone was enough to make anyone want to kill themselves yet here I am. I didn't do nothing to change the world. My life isn't nothing to brag about, quite the opposite in fact. What is this reason that keeps me here? I wanna say it's my kids but they are better of...

All of my blogs will be something different. Some might seem depressed (prob alot), some will seem goofy, some will be advice, some will be rants, etc but they will for sure entertain.