Ever since I was little my Mother kept on Drilling in my head that it was my Fault that she had quit school and her father dying and her getting into drugs and since I have been on my own I had been with abusive men saying it is me was my Fault that they hit me.
I had received a Phone call from the kids dad about an hour ago that before he hung up telling me that him hitting me was my fault cause I do not know how to mind him. That is why I threw his butt out in the first place.
Sometimes it is very hard to make me realize that it is not my fault that it is the other persons fault. But I do get told all the time so at times I do feel that it is.
I pray everyday that there is someone out there that will take the blame for their own actions and want me for me and not for a punching bag or a scape goat.
