Ireland, a house full of fighting, and a pillow pressed over her head to drown out the sound of her father beating her mother. Ann P. grew up in a world of "guilt, remorse, and fear," where she learned early that love was synonymous with getting hit.
She fled to California with a green card and a paper sack, carrying a "mental twist" and a deep-seated belief that she was no good. She navigated the wreckage of her youth through a blur of Ripple wine and violent relationships, identifying with the marginalized and the broken. From a 4x4 room in Gardena where she curled up like a baby, to the grit of Anaheim Street, she chased a "secret to living" in a bottle.
Now, thirteen years sober, she views her Higher Power as the director while she is merely the agent, working through the shortcomings of a life spent in a "horrible tunnel" and the heavy responsibility of the wreckage left behind.
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