My mother used to have serious rage problems growing up. She beat me many, many times with belts, Yard Sticks, Base Boards and anything else she could find in reach. I think it's still ****ed me up today. I'm 38 now and still have flash backs of some of the beatings.
I remember a time where I was forced to take piano lessons at age 7 yet I didn't want to take them. One day I was supposed to be practicing but I didn't want to. I got rapped across the hands and my back with the afore mentioned base board. I found one of my practice books not long ago and saw the marks on it from where the stain from the base board left marks on the book. It put me in tears having to relive that memory.
I'm nearly a foot taller than my mother today and she still has this "power" over me because of the psychological torment I received as a kid. I don't talk about the beatings much because I feel embarrassed over those years. I think this is the first time I've ever written anything about it.
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