Hey, thanks for tuning in everybody and huge shout out to Gemma Bipolar Mom in the live chat right now for organizing this interview with Rachel.

And Rachel's story is a harrowing one that involves graphic content folks or viewer discretion advised.

And for legal reasons, Rachel, I have to make sure, because of the nature of what happened to you in your age at the time,

that you give us permission to publish this story and you wave your anonymity.

I do.

All right, thank you.

So, you know, you come to us through Gemma, who's a fantastic person doing a lot of campaigning.

And she sent me some articles.

And you've been through a lot in your life, huge ups and downs.

And it's, but the dark stuff really started in your childhood.

But before, before we get to that then, you know, what, what are your earliest memories?

Oh gosh, earliest memories of, oh my God, see now look at that.

Lovely live when the phone decides to have its own way.

My earliest memories, oh my gosh.

I had good memories when I was a little kid you know I did um music was always a big

thing in our household you know lots of dancing lots of singing I love to sing and do all

of that perform for the family Chihuahua play with my friends I you know just just

normal a normal childhood and, you know, just normal a normal childhood. And then, you know, things started to

change. And at the age of five, I found out that the man that I thought was my father was not

my father. This lady had stopped me in the street to say that my parents weren't my

parents. So then, you know, I had to go in and ask, ask my mom if she was my mom and my dad

was my dad. And it turns out that my dad wasn't my dad. And then I had a, I had a dad that

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