I felt like I was a puppet and an experiment, and as I said a trophy.Maybe auntie could see that I was not happy. She did nothing about it.She told me...nonstop that I had a bad mother. Which mother would selltheir son? She called Mum a drug addict, that she thought drugs weremore important that her own son. Auntie never had anything good to sayabout Mum. At the start, I was mad at Mum that she sold me. However Itried to see it from her side. She knew that drugs took over her lifeand she could no. ‘I prefer women to men as my partner,’ I muttered, almost whispering in an apologetic tone, weeping uncontrollably. I could see the colour of her face go from red to pale, as I explained the switch, the delicate difference in lovemaking and companionship, the therapy, and the Kinsey scale. ‘But you’re not entirely gay, the test says...you’re also drawn to men, focus on the small percentage,’ she rebuked, adding that she’d talk to my father. What still resonates with me, however, is how she used. More

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