Just because. Human trafficking is real.

And I grew up feeling trafficked. Used for someone else pleasures and dreams. My desires denied due to what my Mama wanted was more important. Both of them. And I had to face that my Mama did send me to a stranger. And that she did not know what she really had done to me.

Yeah. I felt captured and held against my will.

I felt used. I felt worthless and powerless to get my need met. Denied. Neglected. Abused. Unappreciated. Like a pawn in a sick game. That Mama would not like I was playing.

If she only knew. What her daughter was exposed too beyond her realm of reach.

Only prayers to guide me.

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psychecafe

I am an Adapted, artist, Mother, a soul, a human, singer, writer, activist, minister and deprogrammer and reprogrammer of minds. And I am here because we need to change how you see it, a lot of things that is. For us Adoptees who have lived in the dark. We were cut off from our families. And that is sad people.

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