MG, Bill. After reading your post, I went back and re-read Accidental, only to find that the clues about "the belt" were there, about p. 30, but that I had read right over them the first time. My childhood wasn't violence-free, but yours -- far worse than anything I ever experienced, or imagined. I don't know how you didn't write more about this in Accidental (except that you have the discipline of a good writer), and I don't know how you can control yourself in writing about it now. In the end: good on you.
I definitely underplayed it in the book, but I didn’t want readers to get too hung up on that so early. Also, I suppose I often underplay it in real life too.
My Mom was mine! She would always say,"why can't you be more like the Shuns"! The last time I was hit by my parents, was the day I hit back!. The verbal abuse never stopped until my Dad passed and my Mom became senile! Dhe is nice now. It almost bothers me worse, because I am waiting for the insult to follow!
I hope I did better than my parents! I know I tried! I know my parents did the best they could with what they had at the time! ignorance is not a reason for forgiveness, but it does help a little.
I really think I have forgiven them. But something strikes a chord and I am mad again! life is funny that way!
I love my kids with all of my heart but I wasnt perfect either. But hopefully better! way way better ( utah speek)
I think of you as brilliant and amazing Bill! I always will!!! sending love on this day and everyday
Oh no, Susie, I'm so sorry to hear this! We really, none of us, know what's going on in the houses around us. I'm so glad you're in a better place now.
I’m sure it’s hard to put it in the past, but your writing about this horrific childhood certainly must help those in similar circumstances to know they are not alone.
I understand how your monster still peeks out and shows itself to you. Mine appeared consistently, on cue, and always effective in the decades long battle. In my experience you simply have to lay down your sword and walk away. He's a ghost now and will eventually get bored and stay up in the attic if not engaged. Way easier said than done.
MG, Bill. After reading your post, I went back and re-read Accidental, only to find that the clues about "the belt" were there, about p. 30, but that I had read right over them the first time. My childhood wasn't violence-free, but yours -- far worse than anything I ever experienced, or imagined. I don't know how you didn't write more about this in Accidental (except that you have the discipline of a good writer), and I don't know how you can control yourself in writing about it now. In the end: good on you.
I definitely underplayed it in the book, but I didn’t want readers to get too hung up on that so early. Also, I suppose I often underplay it in real life too.
My Mom was mine! She would always say,"why can't you be more like the Shuns"! The last time I was hit by my parents, was the day I hit back!. The verbal abuse never stopped until my Dad passed and my Mom became senile! Dhe is nice now. It almost bothers me worse, because I am waiting for the insult to follow!
I hope I did better than my parents! I know I tried! I know my parents did the best they could with what they had at the time! ignorance is not a reason for forgiveness, but it does help a little.
I really think I have forgiven them. But something strikes a chord and I am mad again! life is funny that way!
I love my kids with all of my heart but I wasnt perfect either. But hopefully better! way way better ( utah speek)
I think of you as brilliant and amazing Bill! I always will!!! sending love on this day and everyday
Oh no, Susie, I'm so sorry to hear this! We really, none of us, know what's going on in the houses around us. I'm so glad you're in a better place now.
I’m sure it’s hard to put it in the past, but your writing about this horrific childhood certainly must help those in similar circumstances to know they are not alone.
Wishing you peace (and a good nights sleep). ❤️
I understand how your monster still peeks out and shows itself to you. Mine appeared consistently, on cue, and always effective in the decades long battle. In my experience you simply have to lay down your sword and walk away. He's a ghost now and will eventually get bored and stay up in the attic if not engaged. Way easier said than done.
Yes, he was a monster. Monsters seem to be part of the human condition. Why? Impossible to know.
You are not, and you are healing. Your writing helps us all. Love to you on Father’s Day and everyday.