I was raised in a house riddled with domestic violence. I don't know how my parents met and oddly I do not have any pictures of them together. My mother had two toddlers when they met. They married in May 1965 and I was born in December 1964. I've often wondered if she entrapped him … Continue reading In The Beginning…
Domestic Confusion
Dysfunction is a word hardly enough to describe the household that I grew up in. I was born to two people; one who hated me and one who absolutely adored me and both of them were monsters.
