I'm Angelique Denise Vivier I was born on 3rd April 1989, in Mowbray Maternity hospital in Cape Town South Africa. My biological mom gave me up for adoption when I was 2 weeks old. I got gifted the Greatest adoptive parents ever, you know like people say I'm living the New York dream? Well mine was exactly that, the whole white picket fence story except in South Africa.
On 28th August 1993, my parents came home with my baby brother. Barry.
I was obviously 4yrs older than him so naturally I was the bully between us 2. Then in October 1995, we had our car accident and everything was ripped apart.
Growing up, coming to 2002, I was 13 yrs old and just got accepted into Tafelberg High School in Sea Point Cape Town South Africa. I wasn't thriving but I was thriving. Pretty normal grades c and d average maybe one or 2 A's or bs.
2004 or 2005, I met this taxi gaartjie, (sliding door operator), that was thee biggest mistake of my life. I ran away from home to go be with him etc. then finally it got to me becoming involved with a 26 gangster, and thereon. I've walked in places that are feared, nothing happening to me at all, people like aren't you scared to live there or go there.
I landed up in a safe house and one day I snapped I took a drain cover and smashed all their windows in. I got arrested for malicious damage to property.
I went to Pollsmoor prison for 8 weeks, then 2 months in a place of safety called huis vredelus. Eventually I had a month in Falkenberg mental hospital.
After that I was released.
I've been the typical teen etc, I've got some quirks and had a stage of depression and cutting etc. after our accident I really was messed up. In 2007 I did my matric through Intec college, I also worked as a volunteer at police station and delivery Xtreme.
Then I met my children's dad. Jacobus Albertus Bennie Cronje, he was 36 yrs old when I was 18 I had our first boy, in 2008, and in 2009 a girl. Jacobus passed away in 2013 from cancer.
In 2014 I met my blind partner and I stayed with him and his family but they physically, and emotionally abused me. His dad would literally beat me up. I got taken to my mom because I was so sick, I eventually got diagnosed with TB.
I was at death's door, and I managed to pull myself right again after many months of rehabilitation etc.
That's all for now I want to thank everyone for your support. Part 2 coming soon.
On 28th August 1993, my parents came home with my baby brother. Barry.
I was obviously 4yrs older than him so naturally I was the bully between us 2. Then in October 1995, we had our car accident and everything was ripped apart.
Growing up, coming to 2002, I was 13 yrs old and just got accepted into Tafelberg High School in Sea Point Cape Town South Africa. I wasn't thriving but I was thriving. Pretty normal grades c and d average maybe one or 2 A's or bs.
2004 or 2005, I met this taxi gaartjie, (sliding door operator), that was thee biggest mistake of my life. I ran away from home to go be with him etc. then finally it got to me becoming involved with a 26 gangster, and thereon. I've walked in places that are feared, nothing happening to me at all, people like aren't you scared to live there or go there.
I landed up in a safe house and one day I snapped I took a drain cover and smashed all their windows in. I got arrested for malicious damage to property.
I went to Pollsmoor prison for 8 weeks, then 2 months in a place of safety called huis vredelus. Eventually I had a month in Falkenberg mental hospital.
After that I was released.
I've been the typical teen etc, I've got some quirks and had a stage of depression and cutting etc. after our accident I really was messed up. In 2007 I did my matric through Intec college, I also worked as a volunteer at police station and delivery Xtreme.
Then I met my children's dad. Jacobus Albertus Bennie Cronje, he was 36 yrs old when I was 18 I had our first boy, in 2008, and in 2009 a girl. Jacobus passed away in 2013 from cancer.
In 2014 I met my blind partner and I stayed with him and his family but they physically, and emotionally abused me. His dad would literally beat me up. I got taken to my mom because I was so sick, I eventually got diagnosed with TB.
I was at death's door, and I managed to pull myself right again after many months of rehabilitation etc.
That's all for now I want to thank everyone for your support. Part 2 coming soon.
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