My mom never understood
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bernardtwindwil
bernardtwindwilGranddad & story teller, tomthepo8.com
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My mom never understood

by bernardtwindwil

I don't think she wanted to.

I remember all the screaming as a toddler She would rage, slap, hoot and holler She screeched and howled till she was blue

I don't know when or how

I began to comprehend logic would be my only friend Together through life we did plow

No life of drama for me.

I had as much as a child could handle at home I walked on eggs so she'd leave me alone I sought the truth to set me free

My life was her greatest shame

All her troubles she claimed to be my fault My childhood unending abuse and assault Deduction told me that I wasn't to blame

Cold calculations became my life

If reliable evidence was not there Then I could not safely care This attitude carried through midlife

My life was so cold

I saw no logic in love at all I wandered in an endless pall My heart and dreams on hold

I made an illogical choice

I felt and heeded passion Not at all my usual fashion I finally began to feel and rejoice

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4 months agoReply
As someone​ on a similar journey , I'm deeply touched and thankful for your posting this.

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4 months agoReply
@lubavcogmailcom It is a personal story. My mother and her mother were schizophrenic. It had a significant impact on my life. I wrote this to indicate that there are many people with problematic pasts. I made it to 72 yrs of age by being rational, mentally tough, and seeing the humor in all things around me. Thank you for asking. Anything that pisses you off can be laughed at.

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4 months agoReply
This is a personal story or work of fiction? In any event it is written quite well and explores nicely the truths if survival trauma and thriving.