Introduction
Hello, my name is Jacquelyn. I am a survivor of child abuse and traumatic brain injury. I wanted to start this blog for therapeutic reasons and to reach out to others to be a voice of hope and to remind you that you are not alone. My story starts in 1979 when I was only 5 months old. I was born to my 19 year old mother and 21 year old father. I had an older brother, Derrick. I was rushed into Unity Hospital in Fridley, Mn by my parents. My mom has said that when she went to the desk at the ER, she was told to take a seat. The blanket fell off of my face and the nurse turned white and they rushed me back. My parents tell a similar story. My mom was down stairs feeding Derrick. My mom had just spent the last of the money on food and my dad was out of weed. Yes, marijuana. And, he was angry that the money he wanted to spend on weed was gone. He went upstairs in a fit and I began crying. My dad lashed out in rage and punched me hard in the head with his class ring. He went downstairs and s