I am a grandma!

 When I was 2, my mother gave me away. She then went on to have 3 more kids that she kept. The people she gave me to were abusive. They split when I was 8. Life went on. When I was 15 I was thrown out because the "boyfriend" didn't like me. From then on, I had one failed relationship after another. My last one wanted me to choose him over my son. Not going to happen. So no, nobody has ever truly loved me. Sad.

It's sad, but I realized tonight that no one has ever truly loved me. That sounds pathetic, I know, but it is true. I have been used, abused and ignored. But never loved. I accept that now. Wow, it took me 69 years to realize this.