Лесбійський муфдайвінг після того, як його знайшли в лісі

Once upon a time, not so long ago, I was found among the ruins of a life I once lived.

My mother had left me behind with nothing but a photograph and a red hooded cape.

By the time I was found, the majority of my teenage years had been spent in isolation.

I looked like such a pretty girl on the outside, but I was a complete mystery within.

A social worker took me home, cleaned me, fed me, and tried to comfort me.