I used to tell people my story until I realized I was only glorifying my life to make myself look better. When I saw the face of a broken hearted father whose 13 year old daughter had run away, I knew it was time to tell my story... the truth. My father died when I was 10, mom remarried a man that was mentally and physically abusive. By age 12, I was running away. By age 17, I had hitchhiked across country several times and driven over 250,000 miles in a semi alone before I even had a drivers license. I continued a life of separation from friends and family, isolation, countless codependant re...