Not good with introductions just another sad story I guess. No real family, no education, no start at life. I started hooking when I was 19 and stripping when I was 21. I've been beaten half to death by johns, pimps, and earlier with my parents. I really have a bad problem with speed and it destroyed what little I had going for me. I know it's killing me but I cant stop using. I have a son I love more than any other thing in this world but his dad took him away from me. I am not a good mother I tried but I just couldnt. It doesn't mean I didnt care or love him I really love him so much. I just dont want him to hate me later on when he finds out about me. He is the only thing I really have and I don't even have him. That is me I guess in a nutshell.