Shattered Child

<p><span style=background-color: rgba(249 249 249 1); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>I was born in Sri-Lanka in 1973. I was adopted and brought to Australia with my presumed biological sister in 1976. My story is one of strength courage and sadness of a girl trying to fit in somewhere in this world. </span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(249 249 249 1); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>Adopted twice and then removed from a home twice I was physically mentally emotionally and sexually abused. I was bullied as a child and attacked as a teenager. I had great things happen to me and I had the worst. I tried to be strong and sometimes I tried to give up. I was lost in my own world and at times could see no way out of it. I found support in very few people and the ones who I thought should have supported me were the ones who hurt me the most. My trust in people vanished. </span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(249 249 249 1); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>When I no longer lived in the family home I found people who supported me. I had to learn to trust that they wouldn't hurt me and that they in fact loved me scars and all. I had to become a strong independent woman and learn to live my life the way I wanted to and understand that no one has the right to harm me in any shape or form.  </span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(249 249 249 1); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>I wrote this memoir in anticipation of people reading it and seeing that there is hope for those who have struggled or are still struggling in their lives. Take each day as it comes the good and the bad.</span></p><p></p>