Tywonda Petty
Bio
33, single mom of 2, has her own, speak my mind not afraid of appropriate criticism. Always want to learn, achieve new things, not looking for sympathy I want my life story to be heard. I say what most will not and I Love speaking the Truth
Stories (4/0)
No choice in the Matter
chapter 2 So, here I am once again back in foster care. Now back then I was a child, I couldn’t comprehend exactly what was going on. I had social workers, officers, therapists, judges etc... all these different people questioning me and theorizing my situation. To be that young and not knowing the depths of my own circumstances made me guarded and mad. The child that the Johnsons once knew and cared for was no more. I came back changed, I was hurt, scared and confused. I would soon be labeled a problem child. By the time I went back to them, I was not that sweet little girl they once knew who they had cared for about a 1 1/2 years ago. I came back with bigger problems. I would create havoc every chance I had. Looking back I wasn’t the best child, I was difficult. I was either a fighter or a runner.
By Tywonda Petty4 years ago in Families
What Goes Un-said
Chapter 2 My whole life I’ve dated 15 guys and out of those 15 I’ve had 4 serious relationships, each lasted between 2-5 years. Now for some reason I always felt the need to be very supportive, whether it’s to help them get on their feet, achieve career goals or educational goals, sometimes even handle tough family situations. I was that go to person for whatever the case may have been. I used to believe that if gave 100% from the beginning I’ll get it in return, well that was not the case for me. I was getting played, used, abused mentally, physically and emotionally and never even received a thank you or an apology smhlol. I mean I was really out here allowing these assholes to walk all over me like I was a doormat, and use my past pains and childhood damage against me. I didn’t know any better back then, I really believed from watching others and tv that a good relationship has to go through hell before it could see heaven. My thoughts were that if I just dealt with all the Bullshit and accepted all the lies, eventually they would see that I’m here and I really did love them and wanted us to work! Yeah right... I never knew that what I was putting myself and my heart through wasn’t love at all, it was toleration, it was me choosing to stay with him just because I didn’t want to be alone or because I had no-one or nowhere else to go.
By Tywonda Petty4 years ago in Humans
