Childhood should be carefree, playing in the sun; not living a nightmare in the darkness of the soul.
Inside, my soul became so cold I hated everything. I even despised the sun, for I knew I would never be able to play in its warm presence. I cringed with hate whenever I heard other children laughing, as they played outside. My stomach coiled whenever I smelled food that was about to be served to somebody else, knowing it wasn't for me.
David what your mother did to you was wrong. Verry wrong.No child deserves to be treated like that. She's sick.
What distresses me at times is that I meet a lot of people in their 40's, 50's, 60's, who still say they're a victim of child abuse.
One Child's courage to survive.