REading a lot today and I can't help but be angry at parents. Parents are supposed to be our protectors and our guides. They are our leaders, teachers, and the ones we are supposed to look up to, respect, and go to for help. Yet on here, not only do people have parents that abused them, they have parents who knew about the abuse but either 1. refused to stop it, 2. refused to report it, or 3. refused to believe it (denial). I mean, come on! I'm so angry right now. So angry that people can let someone hurt their child and not pay for it. Why didn't some of these people take you out of the home? Why didn't some of us get others who cared enough about us to protect us? I mean, what the hell? I know I have forgiven my parents, but that doesn't mean I can't still be angry for myself and for others...especially those that were much worse off than I was as a child.
Posts You May Be Interested In
Curious if anyone else has ever dealt with this type of scenario. I currently have a coworker who I don't really know, we've never really worked directly together, never hung out, never went to lunch, never been friends, etc. Just an acquantance, barely more than a stranger. We literally go years without having to speak to each other for something. Conversation has been minimal over the years....
\I am a mess right now. My surgery is less than a week away now. I thought they would give me general anesthesia for knee replacement, but they suggest an epidural and meds that keep me calm. I know it's silly but every time I go for an epidural I get scared because of one event that happened so long ago where it caused a grand mall seizure and my heart stopped. I should be use to surgery it's my...