[: Sidney :]
In the darkest moments of my life, it felt like I was born into a never-ending nightmare.
I couldn't remember when those thoughts first began to haunt me, but there were times when I wished desperately that I had been born into a family of wealth and privilege.
I longed for the comfort and love that seemed so far out of my reach.
My feelings towards my parents were complex, as they were never a part of my life.
I couldn't say I hated them, nor could I say I loved them.
They were like ghosts, figures who existed only in my imagination, and I often wondered if they ever thought of me.
I yearned for the warmth of a family's love, but it remained an unattainable dream.
My life had taken a cruel and twisted turn, leading me into a world of unimaginable suffering.
I had been sold as a slave, a possession to be used and discarded at the whim of others.
It was a horrifying existence, one that I wouldn't wish upon even my worst enemy.
