Mikal Woods, Philadelphia
Before I became this big ray of awesomeness
I was a child who was passed around different foster homes since I was 5, faced countless adoption rejections and endured many years of verbal abuse and physical abuse.
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I used to envy folks with family; now I don’t even know how to react to the family thing most of the time.
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This is one of 2 pics that I know that’s still around from when I was a kid. (I’m just seeing this one today).
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I spent majority of my teen years in a group home and many of those years I spent every Christmas, Easter, and Thanksgiving, in my room wondering why can’t I go home.
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I’ve met awesome folks along the way. I’ve made major progress from the young me. I’ve seen folks come and go so much I’m used to it .
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This is me this is my truth and I’m now the hero that little Mikal always needed when he was a kid and didn’t have one.
