“Pregnant at thirteen, and the donor was a fucking predator. A GED instead of a high school diploma, so all scholarship hopes were dashed. I moved to New York with a baby to live in a literal closet while learning ballet and dancing. Then, I lost my spot in the ballet after making it into leading roles because my epilepsy medication was making it too hard for me to remember my routines. I married way too young to a man—and I use that term loosely—who was only with me because I was young and attractive. As soon as the whole father-figure thing was expected of him after he took us to California,
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