At 22 years old, I wrote a book about being born illegitimate, abandoned by my father, sexually abused by my stepfather and being called a liar by my mum.
I never had a carefree childhood or a warm, loving family that is the right of every child. I lived in constant fear of my step-father, never knowing when he would force himself on me. I was angry, depressed and miserable. I rebelled, sniffed glue, took drugs, joined gangs and ended up in Singapore Girls Home.
But today, I hold a secure job and has fully paid all my family’s debts. I picked myself up through all that had happened and made a better life for me and my mother.