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I could start this off with a shit load of beginnings. I could say I was born this way, but thats a lie. Nobody wants to be born this way. I could say that the trait generically ran through my family. Unfortunantly it did not. I could even say that my self worth of a woman was so low that i've became aggressively bitter towards life that I   gave up.....Unfortuantly that is a lie as well. The truth is... I never wanted to be this way. I was raised in that part of town where kids ate pop rocks for fun and played with cherry bombs every fourth of july. I was raised in a town where drugs were sold at every street corner and you could be under the legal age of 21 and purchase liqor for four dollars a bottle if you were cool with papi. I was born into a middle class working family. My aunt worked for the police department, my mother was a nurse, my nana worked for essex county college despatcher office, my great grandmother was retired etc. My father wasn't in the picture much growing up but he did make an effort every now and then to spend some quality time with me. I was eight years old when he was in the picture and around ten through fourteen when he disappeared again. My father not being in my life didnt bother me at all to be honest because I was disconnected and lonely as a child. reading, writing, straight A's, and getting home in time to watch sailor moon on cartoon network were my only hobbies. When I was in the fourth grade my mother moved me and my little sister Ajakia, into my soon to be stepfather Eggy's house. No me and ajakia did not have the same father and thats what caused a lot of drama between my stepfather and my mother because my stepfather did not trust my little sisters father when he came around. I felt as though my mother neglected me alot as a child because she was always dealing with my stepfather and she had no time for me. Plus I was the outsider living their. I was the outsider because my sister was puertorican and so was my stepfather....