family are ashamed of my "breakdown". Yes, I crashed. I lost it! I am kicking my own ass. I don't know why. "Martha" was my destiny. Our meeting was pre-ordained . GOD was with me. No toys, an empty room, her cast off shoe boxes lined one wall of my dwelling place. I had crayons, watched Captain Kangeroo and Mr. Greenjeans, learned how to make a western town, forts, little houses with windows and doors that opened.
Give me a stack of books, some paper and crayons and I was happy. No Mathy, no drama. The less Mathy, the less drama .
Some one read this and recognized themselves or some one they know .
Change! Pray! Fast ! Get baptized! Please change! Do not repeat Mathy's mistakes, please.
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