I had completely shut myself away from the world.
I remember the times my mother, to vent out her frustrations, would beat my brothers. I wanted to shy away from it all and believe that everything good.
My childhood was no fairy tale, but more like a living nightmare! By the time I was 16 years old, I had already been sexually abused twice. This stirred up a lot of hatred and anger in me, and I became a very aggressive person.