Mistakes Were Made
That Time I Decided Not To Be A Prostitute
My kindness to another lost soul saved me
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9 min readMay 4, 2024
At seventeen, I was not the sharpest knife in the drawer. I was in love with a 36-year-old deceitful man. After all of Frank’s deceptions, I still believed he loved me. I wanted to believe. Listening to his words, I knew I was in deep yogurt. I can hear his voice…
