Although I grew up here in America, I can tell you that it is.
I have first hand knowledge. At nearly 13 years old I weighed 72 lbs. Not by choice.
Truly sorry for the trauma you endured.
OMG. So sorry.
You’re in my prayers... sorry that was done to you.
How horribly sad. Evil is not confined by borders but by character of souls. I hope you are okay now and have people in your life that love you, and more importantly, that you love. I know the pain will never go away, but turn it into a weapon to help those you love the most.
Hi, Ladyforest,
I recall visiting my several of my southern cousins (Mississippi) and learned a thing or two about what constituted a full meal.
For lunch, buttered bread with scallions topped with salt. I cannot recall what we drank. It was a bittersweet visit. They had a beautiful side by side (and this was when they cost top dollar, being new on the market) and only a bottle of ketchup, the butter (margarine) and scallions in it. My aunt was really proud; my mom was quietly agast.
The twin sister to this aunt lived in PA, with I think 4, maybe 5 children and the husband drove a truck. They were a completely different mindset and it showed through all their actions. Self-providing, complete with gardening/farming to help get through the year when driving cross country wasn’t that safe.
I don’t know what your life was like. I am truly glad you came through it and are a Freeping Partner on this side.
We need all the input, from every perspective on this site. Even when my foot is inserted in my mouth clear up to my knee, I am truly grateful for having found this site.
At 21, I weighed 120 lbs.