I am a single mom working two jobs (most my life having side jobs always).. just to get by! With no Family or real friends to call a support system. My choice in men led me into serious domestic violence situations and becoming a victim of sex trafficking had found myself enough trouble and misadventures along the way to last my children’s lifetimes!!.. but through everything I emerged strong and resilient. My Story begins over 30 years ago when I was just a little girl I grew up in a house full of abuse. Mental, physical and sexual!. Although memories of my childhood are few..the ones I can remember are clear instances of abusive.. sexual abuse from the age of 5 all the way until the age of 12 when I finally escaped for the last time… by the time I was 12,I was considered a chronic runaway having runaway over 90 times or some obscene number like that finally friends took notice, friends parents took notice and CPS was informed of the abuse, in 1992 the allegations were substantiated only to have my parents flea Minnesota to California so that my father could avoid prosecution.. In 1967 before my birth my father was in jail for statutory rape(there’s records online that are accessible, stories about the incident even the whole appeal is available to read online) however my father is not required to register, apparently people from 1967 are not required to register( these are facts I’m finding out about recently). After four years in foster care, group homes and family relative placement at 15, I was emancipated. I left South Dakota and went to California to find my parents. I wanted to know if my brothers were okay..To my dismay finding them was a mistake! My brothers had lived with my parents for too long they were Beyond reachable. In my mind, in my heart I believe at least my older brother’s a predator like my father. With me knowing that as a child he had known about the abuse and instead of telling anybody he had decided to partake, having sex with me multiple times himself.. My mother was both physically abusive and Mentally abusive. I have memories of her throwing knives and dishes at me , dragging me down the block by my hair in my underwear ,she had me cleaning floors with toothbrushes.. and although she never sexually touched me I believe she knew about the abuse because she used to come into my room and wake my father up (who was in my bed asleep naked) just to have him come into the room with her.. At one point in my childhood my parents had barred my windows and locked my doors from the outside giving my brother’s the key to let me out when I had to use the bathroom. And because I had stole money from my dad’s wallet one night when he was asleep in my bed naked my parents took me down to a known prostitution area and left me there(I was 9). They did return to get me..but it’s a memory I wish I didn’t have. I could go on with stories that I remember from my childhood but I’ve come to terms with my abuse (at least I thought I had) I don’t let it run my life, however it has caused chaos in my life, it has definitely clouded my decision-making process along the way…Shortly after having children and getting myself into trouble while leaving a extremely abusive relationship, my mom had petitioned for custody of my son (a whole other story)when he was 8 years old..3years of my objections CPS felt that I couldn’t deal with his issues(issues I know are caused by my mother and father) as well as take care of my other children in home and they granted my mother guardianship (of course whole time she pretending to be separated from my father so she could even have my son in her house)despite my Avid concern, despite my fight for years to keep him away from her to keep him away from my father I was unsuccessful and now today my 20 year old autistic son is serving 25 + years for an attempted murder, he has addiction problems, numerous mental health issues and according to therapist shows classic behaviors of sexual molestation.. My mom passed from pancreatic cancer when my son was 15.. CPS contacted me and asked me if I would take my son back and I did of course, only for the sad realization that the son I tried so hard to protect was severely traumatized.. Making comments such as grandma was just as sick as Grandpa and Grandpa still prowls the neighborhood or Uncle Kevin killed somebody and buried them in the backyard… after each and every shocking statement he would go into weeks of mimicking Behavior.. My voice wasn’t heard then… I’ve reached out to Minnesota to see what I can do since that’s where my abuse was substantiated.. unfortunately with no money ,no power, no great support system or family …I’m feeling powerless in this fight… there needs to be light shed on this predator.. I understand we don’t live in a perfect world and not every single Predator gets caught… but this man has hurt me in ways I still don’t understand. He has hurt my son and destroyed his life! Where is the justice for childhood abuse victims?My story needs to be told the struggles ive endured and life ive lived shouldnt be ignored..for im not alone and I know my story will reach the right people if im able to designate the time to sitting down and putting it out there for the world to see.In order for me to do this I need to crowdfund and my hopes are that enough people feel my story needs attention and needs to be written they will donate to my cause. Thank you in advance for your time.