I hate writing about my past but it provides context to the world I now perceive and depth, to my own internal workings and mindset.  So here goes. I am a 70's child born to a teenage mother, frowned upon by society, treated as an inconvenience by my immediate family and an embarrassment by my wider family. I didn't know my birth father and the man my mother chose to marry was a violent and abusive bully. I spent the first 11 years of my life being reminded that I was all the aforementioned whilst being punched, ragged around, force-fed until I threw up, ignored, abandoned, sworn at, called names and a whole host more. I was hated and punished for my own existence and it damaged me in ways that have led to the savage woman that I am today. The version you get of me is the version you give of yourself and if you cross me in ways that cause harm I will make you wish you had never been born.  I do not and will not ever apologise for this - it's who I am now.