I have survived and possibly I should not hope for more than that.
I never found anyone who was good enough, who I could trust enough.
Men, all men, were always trying to get hold of me, you know.
However I dress it up, I was a spy and I am not proud of it.
Even a criminal has the right to a new life, but they made sure I did not have that. They just didn't stop calling me a prostitute for ever and ever and ever and ever.
I'm terrified of men these days. If someone asked me out now, I don't know what I'd say, how I'd react. But I couldn't go through with it, not at all. I suppose I've been terrified of them all along.