She Tried To Destroy Me, But... br by Barbara Lynn Terry br br She grabbed me from behind br as I stepped inside the door br she held my arms tightly br as her friend started to open br the shirt I was wearing. br Mother wanted to see if br I was wearing one of her slips br I squirmed and I wiggled to br escape her tightly held grasp br until her friend stopped. br Mother let go of my arms br and I ran to the other side br of the room, and looked at her br with such a shocked look on my face br because I could not believe br she would do that to me. br Then she threatened that if br she ever caught me wearing her br clothes, she would make sure br I couldn't sit for a month of Sundays. br Shortly after that, she had me sent br to a state institution, where after two br months of being there, she signed br away her parental, something I br did not know until I was eighteen. br She tried to destroy my female soul br but I hung on for dear life, because if br she ever succeeded, I would be dead, br for if I could not live at home br as my mother's daughter, there would br be no reason for to live at all. br I am on my way to being physically br the girl I should have been born as br and nothing can destroy me now, br because it has been tried by experts br of a degree only the abused can know.