I’ve never gotten any help.
From my birth I learned to struggle.
Mom never helped me. Not even when I was born,
she never helped me to come out.
She wanted me to really want to be born to this world,
so she would hold no responsibility to bringing me to it.
And it’s been like that ever since.
I screamed the night when I was born and I still
sometimes scream at nights.
That’s what keeps me going, that what keeps me struggling every day.