I BELIEVE SHARING IS HEALING

Its my first time to share here, though I dont know much about world pulse

I come from a very poor background, when growing up, my mom had a lot of hope in me, she trusted me becoz as a child I grew up knowing God and i loved church so much at times I could lock myself in the house, sing, pray to God and all those. I followed everything written in the Holy Book, my mom struggled to take me to school as a single parent. She and I had hopes that one day I will help her and take my family out of poverty...but this was not the case, 

After completing my studies, i tarmacked without getting any job, not even a waitress or cleaning job, it seemed that my life was hooted by an owl. After years of tarmacking my relatives  lying to me that they will find me a job, I gave up on everything...  ...I didnt want to go back home since I had failed my mom she had hopes in me, I had nothing  on many occasions I was kicked out due to rent arrears and I had no where to go, I stopped calling my relatives and moved to the streets, many are times I slept on an hungry stomach in the cold streets, molested, mistreated and all that....Sometimes a stranger (man ) would lie to me that he was taking me to his home, but after using me he would send me back the streets.. I ended up hating men and all people.. anywhere I went calamities followed me.. i had no place to hide. 

One of relatives managed to locate me in town at night aiming aimlessly with nowhere to go, mark you, i didnt even have a phone. She called me to her place, and after some months I managed to get a job.  Problems did not end there, in payday as I was sleeping in the mid of the night, some robbers came, broke in through the window, beat me badly leaving permernent injuries on me...The faith I had in God gradually diminished and I don't trust anyone easily.. I view people as other species different from what I am, I still leave in absolute hatred and denial and alot of pain o f past experiences.