I was born to a single young mom and she struggled to give me a nice life but she managed, my child hood was pretty uneventful.

When I was 10 my little brother past away which left me with severe ptsd. Causing me to dissasociate randomly and make risky choices because I was numb. When I was 12 I met a gay boy who was sleeping with 40 year olds. I told him he should start charging. He gave one of them my phone number. I lost my virginity to this random 40 year old for $100. We met up every 6 months. It was awful. It made me feel dirty.

When I was 14 I met a random guy on the train (Ben), he befriended me. He was 30 years old and a ice addict. He started giving me ice and I was hooked. I met a friend of a friend threw school who thought of himself as kind of a "pimp". He used to bring me to these feral hotel rooms and would drug me and his friends would fuck me. Once they drugged me almost unconscious and 17 of them raped me till I bled.

Then my friend told everyone at school and people started bullying me over it.

I never saw the "pimp" again.

I ran away from home and went and stayed with Ben. Bens friend took a fancy to me. I kind of liked him too. He took me to his half way house, injected me with heroin and then dumped me on Ben because he didn't want me anymore. I ended up getting down to 35 kilos and left after Ben took me to this girls house and I was unconscious and I woke up to this girl screaming at me because she wouldn't let him have sex with me when I was sleeping. He took me home, gave me acid and raped me.

I turned 15. I was at a train station and saw a junkie, I asked him if he could get me any heroin. He said yes and bought me back to his house. He injected me with heroin and gave me Xanax and other drugs. I was unconscious and couldn't move for 3 days. I vaguely remember snippets of those 3 days. Mainly him having sex with me. I ended up leaving when he went to the store one day.

I bought drugs off this guy who knew another one of my friends named Steve. I fell in love with Steve instantly. We hung around all the time shooting up ice. I was so happy with Steve. But Steve started going crazy and would pressure me to cut myself and hurt myself and ruin my confidence. I ended up ditching Steve after one of our mutual friends recorded him saying he wanted to drug me and sell me to this creepy drug dealer for money to do with what he pleased.

I got off drugs and moved schools. I was really happy and met this boy threw a mutual friend. I loved him. He got me pregnant then left me

I don't know. I am 25 now. I feel like I have rambled. I'm stopping now.