My parents didn't care about me. I grew up a lonely child, and at thirteen I already knew all too well about marijuana, alcohol and sex. When I was eighteen I got married to a drug addict and tattoo artist and had three children. I was working as a nurse at a hospital and wanted to have a normal family, but my husband led a disorderly life and influenced me to do the same. He didn't hide the fact that he had many other lovers. Finally, he began to threaten me that if I continued to act so innocent, he will leave me and our children.