The abuse I suffered at the hands of my mother, was duplicated by my schoolmates and in between fear and pain, there were those crystallizing moments of family time when my parent’s hatred of one another exploded into rage. My parent’s marriage was held together by financial necessity and the social conventions of the time. There was no love, there was no tenderness and I cannot remember a family time that was not marred by their contempt of one another. I had prayed for God to take my … [Read more...]