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Climbing to Freedom
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Memoir
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Climbing to Freedom – Memoir Skip to content Home About Search for: Climbing to Freedom Memoir Menu Search How it all left me I spent a lot of time trying to be what I perceived as normal, from the time I was a little kid until … I always knew that what life was like with my mother wasn’t okay. It was awful and it hurt, and I tried to fight back, but I couldn’t. Then I spent time in foster care. Then I was raised by my grandmother. No other kid I knew about had any of that stuff happen to them (in retrospect, I’d say, at least that I knew of). So I always knew I had dark (dirty) things about me that kept me from being like other kids. My main task was not to fit in (no matter how hard I tried that could never happen), but just to make sure no one ever knew the sort of things I’d been exposed to. I can’t even say honestly whether I’m an introvert or an extrovert, because everything got so mixed up so early. I remember screaming back and forth with my mother, and ...
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