I Was Sent A Fallen Angel

I am now 36. I have two kids, 9 and 13. In my early twenties I was off my rocker. I was living in the Bronx working without benefits as a waitress. Being a gay woman my personal life was utter poverty, some prostitution, some illegal stuff, in and out of lesbian beds. Mostly I was really poor living in a room with four other gay women.

A guy, a bartender where I got a job, fucked me in the back room. He had a stable of girls and he wanted me in the stable, prostitution. One of the men he sent me to, at a Holiday Inn, decided he would keep me overnight. In the morning he broke down my defenses and got my story. Being prostituted pissed him off and offered to take me with him. I went.

He is the father of my kids. I went to a school and got a certificate in Social Work and I work with a ministry for troubled girls, a lot of them gay. Being with him I accepted Christ. I am gay, I live with my kids, I am a former prostitute and have dependency problems. I have a woman in my life now, also a Christian gay woman. She grew up with wealthy parents and graduated from a snob school. As to the man, he is all around me, my kids are his kids and he is in their lives and mine every day. He is a reformed sinner himself and after rescuing me we accepted Christ together. In the man woman world he is my husband and I am his wife.

It's complicated.