A Lamb to the Slaughter
This is my story of dealing with a gang rape when I was a young girl. It is only now as a grown woman that I am able to write about and acknowledge what happened to me as a teenager. I spent many years denying and hiding what happened in an effort to forget and move on. Rape is not just a violation of your body, it touches your very soul, strips away a piece of you that you will never get back. This is my story, I hope it will let you know that you are not alone.
6 am
It’s 6 am, the world is dark but my thirst is great. I am barely out of bed yet my thoughts are already on that glorious orange pill locked within the secure box a few feet away.
Evil in Orange
If I had known 5 years ago what I know now I would have never started taking the drug. I know my experience may be unique only to myself but for me at least, Adderal was the devil cloaked in orange, and I am so glad I’m finally on the road to being able to ignore his tempation.
My Journey Part 1
Life has not always been easy for me over the years but I am working each day to make it better. While I have found my life’s passion by becoming a self-taught graphic design and photography manipulation specialist, I have also struggled for years with addiction to an amphetamine based ADHD drug called Adderral. It has wreaked havoc on my personal and professional life and each day is a slow (and sometimes) painful step towards recovery.
Life of Becka 