It Was All A Trap: From One Dysfunctional Home To The Next.
Be careful who you accept “help” from, especially if the person in question has a religious agenda. At first, I didn’t think I could write this comfortably because it would be practically throwing the people who gave me a place to stay under the bus. But with the grotesque things that were condoned, not only to me but to another person under their roof, this isn’t a matter to stay silent on. My stay was far from the “Rainbow Land” that my friend, Brenna, led me to believe, and this article will be going into what went wrong there. I will discuss how it appeared, how it actually was, and then the fallout of how everything that came to be. The Allure of Paradise. If you read my initial article, “How I Escaped My Abusive And Manipulative Parents”, then you would have probably taken note that…
How I Escaped My Abusive And Manipulative Parents.
An End To Years of Abuse. At the time of writing this, it has been over two weeks since I left the home of my abusive family. I’m in a more loving family now where I’m away from the people that brought me continuous suffering and misery that affected my mental health. Before this all started, I wasn’t much for talking about my personal life. I liked to pretend all was well, but now I’ve been expressing more of what happens behind the scenes to my friends. About three weeks ago, my mother told me she is giving me four days to leave her home. The Beginning. In case you missed the hints on my website, I’m transgender (I also identify as a lesbian). Unfortunately for my whole life, I’ve had to grow up in a strictly religious household where my mother was the…