That 3 completely different yet famous men have professed to being in love with me. 2 out of the 3 proposed. One of them I had never even met in person, one of them as it turned out was a bit of a possessive lunatic, 3 I was with for almost 5 years.
I was somewhat famous myself, but I’m not at all a fan of the limelight or fame. You’ve probably all heard me singing in your living rooms for over 10 years (no longer though) you would never know it was me I’ve always kept a very low profile. Also this life was so long ago I actually don’t believe anymore that it was me, it’s like it happened to somebody else.
I now live a completely ordinary life, have only 1 friend but we aren’t close anymore. I used to be a really social sort of person but I hide myself away now, I’ve no idea why I do that, I’m sad about it but have made no action to change it.
I’ve been raped - never told anyone, never reported. I was young...at the time I thought it was my own fault quiet frankly.
I’ve lost babies who I think about all the time 😢 very lucky though to have my amazing children.
I have been homeless and had literally not a penny to my name more than once.
I have had a pretty sad life with some amazing highlights and so much shit has happened that I’m mostly numb. I find it very hard to cry for myself but can easily cry over other people’s sadness and very empathetic to anyone else but myself. Go figure
I do wonder what’s wrong with me sometimes....some sort of post traumatic something or other, and what’s funny is I feel like I’m being dramatic saying that!
If you met me you’d think me witty, strong confident and outgoing....what a laugh that is...I’m anything but 