My father is no more than a nightmare for us

Posted: April 4, 2011 in Children of Divorce
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When my father came home drunk and beat my mom, I felt like beating him like pulp.

But my mother, a pious catholic that she was, never allowed me to.

And I would bring out this anger at the punching pag at the gym.

Then one day my mother decided to talk…talk for the last time…about divorcing my mother.

It came as a shock to me as well. However, I felt happy for mom. She had suffered a lot.

A few years later my father succumbed to blood cancer. None of us cried, although we attended his funeral.

Today my father is not much than a nightmare.

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