Jodi Tipton
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I just turned 50 a couple days ago. I'm single, well kind of. I have been in and out of a relationship with someone incarcerated, so I do it alone out here. I was the mother of one great kid until his untimely death. And now here I am.
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Unwanted
My life has literally been a shit show from the moment of conception. Of course the show didn't open the curtains until I was about 10 years old. Up to that point I thrived in a broken middle class family. Groomed to be an athlete and scholar. But the blood running through my veins was not the blood of the family I lived amongst. The word adopted was one I didn't even question. I was adopted. I can't even remember a time when they sat me down and explained that to me. I just always knew it. And by the time I was 10 years old, I was acting like it. I was the child that went through the rooms at family get togethers, Thanksgiving and Christmas, going through the pockets and pocketbooks of the ones downstairs. Looking for money that I just knew they wouldn't miss. I would my aunt and uncles house looking for their honey holes of new bills and old coins. Looking back, they must have known, yet no one ever came to accuse me of stealing their money.
By Jodi Tipton5 years ago in Families
