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My father took a baseball bat from the corner of the room and started beating my mother over the head, face, and upper body. The darkest day of my life was the day they lowered her body into the ground.
As the dreams continued I began to focus on the issue of forgiveness concerning my dad.
Carrie prostituted herself for drugs. As a registered nurse, educated and articulate, she never expected to go so low.
People disappear all the time and nobody would have ever known what happened to them. It was my intent to kill them for what they had done to me.
When a child grows up thinking abuse is what love from a parent looks like, you don’t know it’s so horrifically wrong until someone else tells you.
"My dad, my mom, me, and my baby sister would all sleep on a mattress in the truck bed."
“You’re going to end up like your father, a bum on the street, a loser, an alcoholic.” As a kid, growing up hearing those things hurt me. I thought, “Man, after everything I do for you, this is how you love me.”
By the time I was thirty I had experienced five failed marriages. I felt like I could do nothing right;
"I said to myself, “Okay God if I die tonight, I’m going to die obeying you.”
She sat me down on her couch and asked me if I knew how much Jesus loved me. My first thought was, “Why are you talking this Jesus stuff in the middle of all this drama? Let it rest.” Somehow at that moment I really was wanti...