Prolog
Do you know that sometimes everything you believe can changed in a minute? I had clear ideas of what my life was supposed to be. I had beliefs. I knew what was right and what was wrong and then one morning I woke up and everything I believe, everything I knew was different. To be truthfully it was not overnight, but a series of days that now feels like a bad dream that haunts me even when I am awake. My therapist calls it PTSD. The same thing soldiers have when they jump at a car backfiring. But I am not a soldier. I was a silly girl whose life change for no other reason than I was in the wrong place at the wrong time. I don’t know about you but there are moments that direct your life from road to another. As I sit here writing my story, I realize that the direction I was going was naïve and then came the 90-degree angle that turned me so dramatically that my head still spins. I wish my story was all sunshine and rainbows, but it is not. It is hard and dark and breaks my heart every time I remember it.