A little about me

Hello...

My name is Marcia but I prefer to be called Mimi. I will start off by telling you 6 little things about myself...

1. I am a Gemini

2. I love to hard

3. An animal lover

4. My favorite color is blue

5. I do not have any children(yes I want some)

6. I love my family(majority of my family)

Life wasn't always easy for me growing up, I'm going to go far back as I can remember. I remember living down north philly in this house that me, my mom and two little sisters shared a room. I busted my chin on the steps there and had to get rushed to the hospital I was 3 years old. My mom was hooked on drugs heavy back then but anyway, she use to always leave us in the house by ourselves to go get high. I am the oldest out of my mom kids she has 4 total(3 girls 1 boy). I remember always getting my butt whooped for everything and I mean everything. My mom doesn't even call me on my birthday, I don't even think she knows when it is. I'm not trying to bash my mother because sometimes she's a great grandmother. She was always a great aunt to her sister 2 younger sons and vice versa her sister was a great aunt to me and my sisters growing up. I actually feel bad for my mother because she missed out on all of the great moments in our lives. Her absence taught me a lot. The one thing I love the most that she taught me is how to be strong and how to be without the one you love. Til this day my mom is still currently using drugs but not as much as she was back in the day.

Now let's talk about my dad......

My dad took me and my sisters from my mother, I was 5 yrs old and my sisters were 4 and 3 yrs old and yes we're stair steps. My dad lived with his mom in the Germantown area. My grand mom owns a 3 story house with 5 bedrooms. So here's who all lived in here my grandmother, my two uncles, my aunt, my dad, my cousin and his 4 kids, my little cousin, me and my two little sisters. We were sleeping on the floor, the pull-out couch, the cot or where ever we could find somewhere to sleep. My grandmother had her favorites and it was one of my little sisters and my little cousin. Me and my other sister felt like the black sheep in the family. Both of my uncle's use to get drunk and depending on their moods we(me and my sisters) would be whores and one would say how he will throw us out of the window because he couldn't stand us. Saying how my grandmother should of let any adult that didn't like us either hurt us because we are disrespectful. I remember one day my aunt wouldn't stop beating me until I cried, I just pretended to cry just so she could stop hitting me. At first she was using her hand but that wasn't working, so she went and got a shoe that wasn't working, so then she went and got a belt I swear she would of kept going and i would of let her but I saw my little sisters standing there watching me and my youngest sister was crying asking me to please just cry so she can stop beating me and I did just so my little sister could stop crying. I wasn't going to cry because I was tired of giving her this power over me. My aunt couldn't stand me and my sisters and we never did anything to her. We were just some innocent little kids looking for love and a mother. My aunt turned the family against us and was trying to turn her grand kids against us too(it worked with some but not all). To this day my aunt still don't like us, my grandmother passed away and left the house to all of her children my aunt don't even want us to come there.

As of today......

I have moved on from the past I have forgiven everyone who have done me and my sisters wrong. I don't want to keep holding on to all the anger and pain I have inside because I am tired of blocking my blessings.