I Once Entered a Beauty Contest and Nearly Drowned

I hated it, and I was embarrassed. And then I was swept out to sea.

My sister and I — she was 56 and I was 58. I hate being photographed. Camera shy. Own picture

When I was 21, my late father and bitch, narcissist, evil, bitch stepmother suggested I enter the local beauty contest. It was the last thing on my mind. It would never have occurred to me. However, father commanded, so I did. I cannot begin to describe the…