I don't understand how I lost my way so much that I went from a "good girl" just you know school, trying to not disappoint, people pleasing, no drugs, Christian teachings all that trying to be the perfect person I was often expected to be or assumed to be to running away from home depressed, anxious, impulsive and searching for who knows what. Only to meet weirdos, pedos, predators, and other people you meet in the streets of Detroit and have sex for the first time(not including sexual harassment from family member as a child which didn't work out all the way anyway bc it hurt so i was like nah) to forgetting almost everything i was taught and family i used to turn to. plus being introduced to prostitution rather i wanted to it not i was chasing the money, i thought i needed to eat bc i thought God was no longer real and not providing me money. then stopped that and meet a false lover, "rape" bc of age but possibly also bc sometimes they disregarded me asking them to stop. plus aids.