Coming to Terms with My Religion I

I was raised in a very Rural Town called Rawlins, Wyoming. It is a close minded, willfully ignorant, racist as hell town. Since I was adopted as a child, I was a Korean girl among racists people in my School and Town.

Growing up was hard in that situation, I was not accepted for who I was or what I looked like; I always wondered why my Mother adopted two girls from Korea…when she herself is a very racist person.

She has no problem throwing out the N word, or stating that White people are superior to Brown people, and since we were girls…that was another negative against us.

My mother birthed six boys and she did not like girls at all and blamed them for most things…even rape and my mother did not care the victim was only nine years old at the time. She said she deserved it and had it coming…..

As if this wasn’t horrible enough to endure…

My mother was a Religious fanatic that used Gods name to get her way…for some reason God only spoke to Her. The one thing that I will never forgive my mother for is when she took my Sister, who is my blood sister and was adopted with me…at 15 years old to the Philippines to marry her off to some guy and leave her there in a third world country to have a baby.

My Sister was so smart and kind, and my mother has always been extremally jealous of our relationship. So she cut it off in her own crazy cruel way. She changed my sisters life in a instant, my sister was good in School and could of got Scholarships for College…

My mom said that was not the will of the Lord.

I did finish High School and wanted to go to a Trade School for Cosmetology, I was going to have to find the money and support myself when I was going to School. I figured all that out and started….days later my Mother called me and told me that she want me Home Immediately! and I had to quit school and go back to Rawling to live with Her.

I refused to come home, and this is the one and only time my siblings said something to our mother.

They wanted me to go to School and knew it was the best for me and my future. She gave in….but she was a total Bi*** the whole time, I went to School and did zero to show support.

She stated that since she is letting me got to School, then I have to do her hair, when-how-where at her command.

This was when my mother was in the height of her insanity and mental issues.

Published by Tina Sun Henderson

I am a Writer, Artist and Human Rights Advocate. I also have a dream about this project. I wanted to hear the voices of my Sisters. Their Voices speaking truth to power, her stories and dreams, and nightmares that she needs/must express.  “A strong woman stands up for herself. A stronger woman stands up for everybody else.” – Unknown

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