Looking back, I realize it took two decades to figure out that I was being hazed in the military. I was only 16 when my mother signed me over to Uncle Sam-the United States Army. Yes, I was so young that that I had to get permission to join the Armed Forces. Now, I’m wondering if my mother signed me up for a little something extra? Did this woman sell me to the industry, behind my back and most importantly without my consent? Did my mother sign me up to be a case study? Just so you know, my mother is a Narcissist. I got a degree in psychology to understand my own mental health, and the people who I kept attracting in my life. My mother is a real piece of work. Everyone calls her Cookie, but nothing is sweet about her unless you’re giving her something she wants. once she has that thing, you’re normally disrespected and discarded until the next time you’re needed. I’ve even thought about writing a book about my mother called, Surviving Ms. Cookie…lol, just kidding, but I’m sorta of serious about it as well. But moving on, for the greater portion of my time on earth, I’ve spent it in pain and suffering. I seem to encounter one battle after another to the point if feels like its never-ending. Not the best way to live. Its been mostly due to circumstances beyond my control. I’ll give you guys some extremely horrid examples later. What I experienced at such a young age, most people could never imagine the horrors I’ve lived through when it comes to dealing with people. I think one of my gifts is being able to see people for who they really are. In other words, I can see people’s demons and something about me pulls them out to the forefront….to be continued…
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