Where do I start? I feel like this is the end of a very long journey.
I’ve never really been what you would call a lucky person. My mother left when I was 5 and I was bullied for it. I broke out in psoriasis because of the stress from losing my mother and I was bullied for it.
I grew up and started to build a glittering career. Then I met a prince of a man. He was wealthy, romantic and thoughtful, only the fairytale ended when the prince turned out to be an abuser. I developed arthritis and he was bothered about being landed with a `cripple’.
IÂ fell pregnant […]