Vonia Martin
Bio
My childhood was spent in foster care. After aging out I moved to Colorado, where I still live. My IQ is 137 and I am a dyslexic ambidextrous that can write with both hands at the same time.
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So.b
My life would be over if I didn't have this little dog to make it worth living. He has been a constant joy and inspiration in a life void of both. A long time ago I made the heart breaking decision not to have children. It seemed like the only responsible thing to do since I had no family. The idea of my child(ren) going to foster care if anything happened to me was enough to keep me from it. Well, here I still am with no kids or grandkids to look forward to. What else is there? Take it from someone who knows; nothing.
By Vonia Martin5 years ago in Petlife
DoNotHateMe
The hope I have for myself is to make a positive difference in people's lives any way I can. Right now the only way I have is through my writing, that no one reads. All my ideas are, in some way or another, to help others or the environment. With that in mind...
By Vonia Martin5 years ago in Humans
WalktheLine
It was too soon ago for you to remember after it happened. That would take almost a year but then it was like it happened yesterday. Your whole life goes like this due to your PTSD and the delayed reaction disorder it has caused. You're not even sure if it's a documented problem but you are sure you have it, self diagnosed or not, it is real. One of the few problems you suffer from since losing your whole family. A tragic story to be sure but not one that is mine to tell but I will try to anyway. Not to spread gossip, mind you, but to hopefully shine light where even light fears to go. The underbelly of society where the children eaters lurk.
By Vonia Martin5 years ago in Humans
WinningIsLosing
My ledger, which happens to be a little black book, is dedicated to keeping track of money given to foster children. These kids are my kids and I need to find a way to help them through life, as any good parent would. It's not easy since there are so many of them, 300,000-500,000 a year, I've narrowed it down to the 40,000-60,000 that age out of the system being the ones at the most risk. These kids are the ones that don't get adopted, for whatever reason, and at eighteen are kicked out of the system. They may or may not have the support they need after leaving their last foster home and that's where I come in. Sometimes these kids don't even have ID and have no idea how to go about getting one. This too I can help them with.
By Vonia Martin5 years ago in Families
HalfCircle
All my life I have wanted nothing more then to have a family. My family was no more, when in reality I have always been alone. My mother put my brother and I up for adoption when I was six and he was eight. By the second foster home we were in the state decided to separate us in the hopes we would be adopted quicker. It failed in this purpose with us both not getting adopted until the age of twelve.
By Vonia Martin5 years ago in Families
Another Full Circle
There she stood, off in the distance though I was closing it fast, my adopted momster. Don't get me wrong, she's good to everyone else but me, so goes the story of my life. It was probably four or so years ago that she found me again after disowning me when I was fifteen and I'm now 52, you do the math. Anyway, now she is like one of my bestfriends. We text everyday and we visit in person every chance we get. She has asked me to forgive her for getting rid of me and I think I have but not having ever been forgiven myself I'm not sure I know how. She still won't tell me why, even though I already know.
By Vonia Martin5 years ago in Families
Full Circle
When I was seventeen I was living on the streets, working at a deli in Mesa, Az. Some how I met a drug dealer from Utah, yeah fucking Utah, go figure. Through this drug dealer I met a man, a father and a husband, says him. I am not sure yet, since we just met, but what he says sounds great. This could be it, possibly a way out. What should I do, lie and say I know Spanish? Then without warning I heard myself say, "I can help you, I can be your nanny." So with that and just like that my life changed.
By Vonia Martin5 years ago in Families
