There was no love in the Artane, and not much more in St John Of God's, though at least there was kindness there. In the Artane, I was little more than a slave - beaten, starved, abused sexually, physically and mentally - I didn't have birthdays or Christmases and I was locked away from the world.
There was no love in the Artane, and not much more in St John Of God's, though at least there was kindness there. In the Artane, I was little more than a slave - beaten, starved, abused sexually, physically and mentally - I didn't have birthdays or Christmases and I was locked away from the world.