Light in my tunnel of life

The story expands over 60 yrs, my life. I have a milk scold on my chest, I had a Torticollis in one side of my neck I supposedly had cancer in 1990, that I found out 3 yrs ago I probably did not, I think I was a Guinea pig for the Air Force because I’ve had an abortion and my husband had a vasectomy. my mother ran of with my cousin who is a woman! 1970. My father was murdered in 1972, I had too endure living with my mother and cousin, I was bullied, because of this. I was promiscuous at a very young age, my father tried too have sex with me, I was bullied by a number of girls, one of which became my sister in law, very hard too endure, I ran from my 1st marriage. After meeting an Airman USA .. very abusive man, mentally and physically, span over 24yrs, lots of interesting stories, from all those yrs, from my earliest memories age Three 1961-2001 when I left my husband too start a new life. I have two girls two grandchildren a son in-law , very well accomplished, ones a teacher, the other A psychology major that works with autistic children, I found out I have a sister by my Dad, that I’ve known her all my life, and she was once my sister in law also, not the bully! Found this out in April of 2019 from ancestry.com. My friend helped me in the later part of the 90, to establish credit I got a PO Box downtown that my mail was sent to because for 20 something years I was Mrs. James Ballard I had no identity of my own, i’m not an educated person I really dislike school but I landed really good jobs so I guess I’m not that stupid I’ve never done drugs I’ve never taken to drink I have never done recreational anything I just knew from a very young age that every day was different and every day brought something else and that’s what has always kept me going. I have a lot of stories to fill in gaps in years places things happenings in 1993 I was told by my aunt that the scar on my chest probably happened from my mother tipping milk on me because my lips weren’t burnt my fingers weren’t burnt but it’s a horrid scar that I’ve had to live with.