I WANT TO TELL THE WORLD OF ONE PERSONS LIFE THE HURT, PAIN AND STRUGGLE

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MY STORY HAS BEEN A LONG TIME IN REACHING THE WORLD OUT SIDE MY MIND READY TO EXPLODE INTO A FRENZY, A HEART THAT THROUGH THE YEARS HAS BEEN UNSETTLED HURT,SADNESS,HATE. AS A CHILD I WOULD WRITE LITTLE NOTES IN DIARIES I WAS EITHER GIVEN OR STOLE FROM SCHOOL, I WOULD USE SCRAPS OF PAPER TO WRITE EVERY THING THAT AT THE TIME WAS HAPPENING IN MY LIFE, YOU WILL SAY YOU HAVE HEARD IT ALL BEFORE. I SIT HERE ASKING MYSELF IS THERE ANY POINT TO THIS (OH GOD) THE HURT, THE PAIN I NEED TO WRITE ABOUT MY MOTHER,HER LIFE THE STRUGGLES ABUSE,HOW AND WHY IT WAS ALLOWED TO HAPPEN, LIFE HAS NEVER BEEN HAPPYFOR MUM, AS A CHILD BEATINGS, CAST ASIDE PUT AWAY IN A NUNARY IN THE HOPE OF ROTTING THERE UNWANTED UN LOVED FINDING LOVE WITH A RUN AWAY SOLDIER ONLY FOR HER EVIL MUM TO DESTROY LETTERS AND AN LINKS TO HIM MARRYING AT SIXTEEN TO A MAN WHO BEAT AND LEFT HER TO BRING UP SEVEN CHILDREN MY STORY IS NOT FOR THE FAINT HEARTED, I WANT TO PUT IT ON THE NET. WHY IS MY TITLE THE BEATINGS, HUNGER,TERROR TIMES WHEN THERE WAS NO HEAT, WE WOULD LIVE IN THE DARK, DAMPNESS HUNGER YES ITS ALL TO CLEAR ANIMAL CRUELTY . I HAVE TO STOP GIVE ME HOPE I WANT THE WORLD TO READ MY STORY AND REWARD MY MUM WITH A LIFE ONE SHE HAS NEVER HAD BEFORE IT IS TO LATE