[LancYorkYankee]

That's the thing Margaret, my dad either gave us a look or that lower voice and we'd about pee our pants. The worst was most of the beatings were based on lies my mom told my dad. She had some type of personality disorder that caused her to feel more loved by our dad if we were being punished. So she either made stuff up or, more usually, radically stretched the truth.

Those days would occur by her storming into the bedroom stating wait till your father gets home and slam the door. We'd be sitting in the living room not even knowing who was gonna "get it!"

The worst was while getting beat, he'd say stuff like "why are you such rotten kids" and my mother would be yelling about how he loves her more than us.

By far, far, far away, the emotional abuse was so much worse than any spanking, beating, spanking received. The negative words, statements cut downs, put downs, belittlings, haunt us all to this day. It's bizarre how much damage can be done to an innocent child.

When folks say I use my faith in Jesus Christ as a crutch, I informed them that my faith has been more like an Intensive Care Unit! Although I don't know what tomorrow brings, I know, I could not/would not have survived to this day, the man that I am without Him!

Not a Sermon, just a Thought!

Brian