My story started from birth, my sister and i were constantly subjected to sexual and physical abuse from the age if 6 months... finally after many years i decided to open up to the teachers when i was just 8. My sister and i were taken straight into care we never returned home. That choice was made by my mum, by sticking with her huaband.. as you can imagine this was a confusing hurtful time. And from that day i promised i would find my really dad. i finally found them a few months after my sister passed away, my dad was USAF so he was quite tricky to track down, espically as i only had a name. In 2016 i found my uncle, half sister and half brother as well as my biological father.

being in care as you can imagine was tough, i didnt really have a constant home, and still being made to feel unwanted. At the age of 33 i can still see the massive impact this has had on my life, i suffer with depression and complex PTSD as a result of the abuse. things got worse when my sister passed i was then diagnosed with fibromyalgia which can be triggered from a trauma..

and due to this ive had to rethink my career. And due to that i can not afford to take the trip with my son to meet his grandpa, neices, nephews, aunts, uncle, cousins.. a place where i might finally be accepted..

I know so many people out there needs help ans mine probably isnt as important, however Im asking please find it in your hearts to donate a little.

many thanks for reading