Picking up the pieces
Organized by: Shakira Curry
It started as a child growing up in the streets of Miami Florida. My mother worked 2 jobs. i was a innocent 8 years old. Just entering into the world when the molestation and sexual abuse began. First from a aunts boyfriend. Then it carried on to one of my closest family members when i was 10. By 11 years old i was a firecracker and nobody understood why. I just held it all in. Too afraid to ever tell. I finally gave away my virginity by 12 like it was a peace of candy. I didnt know better. Well, 9 months later came my wonderful son. Whom i named Dekeldrick. Yes at 13 years old i had become a mother. And from then until now my life went from kaos to hell real fast. At 14 i was sleeping with store managers and drug dealers my dad age to provide for myself and my child. Yes mommie worked 2 jobs but she didnt understand me until 22 years of age so somewhere in between i believed she hated me. And was embarrased of me because of what she could see. But what she didnt see was the pain and secrets inside of me. At 15 Dekeldrick was handed over to my mother from dcf. And then is when i fell into a deep depression. On and off ive suffered. One day i loooove me the next day i hate me and its been that way for years. A few years back i woke up out of this deep dark sleep of depression. And when i looked around my life was a mess. Charge after charge with fighting. Mostly from retaliating against people who judged me for being a 13 year old mother. Dropped out of school in the 9th grade. At 18 years old i was caught stealing in Georgia. Where i bonded out and didnt return for court. I still have a warrant for that. But now im trying to clean up my life. Get a lawyer to clear my warrants and get Dekeldrick back to his family. Its not too late for us to learn each other. I want to live better and finish school. And obtain a decent job. Everywhere i go to work always say they love me but i cant get pass the warrant thats been over my head since 18 years old and im 29 now. Its kind of hard trying to clam a full life into one paragraph. But all in all i would love to live better but nothing seems to be working for me without resulting back to me needing money to start me off. I have big dreams. I believe i can be somebody if only i had a chance to prove myself. And it starts with clearing my name. Its hard trying to get back on track with no support and 4 kids. I think everyone should oay for the mistakes they make . i do believe 11 years of pain is long enough. I except responsibility for what i did. But now i need a go fund me account in order to move forwars and make a better life for my kids.