Every word you uttered to me
Was said with criticism
There was no love
Ever in your voice
Anything you said, you spat at me
With hate and vile and contempt
I was just a kid
I was 7 or 8 years old
I didn’t know this was wrong
I thought this was how every child was spoken to
Now many years later
I know that you were an abuser
You abused your position of power
Of trust
I was your play thing
Your punching bag
You, who was supposed to care for me, didn’t
Instead you used and abused me
You took every opportunity to criticize me
I hate you for what you did.
Criticism – Word of the Day Challenge (wordpress.com)
Therapy Bits 
Sending you hugs Carol.
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Thanks, Sadje ❤
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You’re welcome
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WOW!!! So sorry you had to go through all this. I am glad you are healing and feeling loved now though.
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Thanks so much Jeanne! ❤
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You are very welcome. 🙂
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💞💞💞
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I am sorry for all that you went through. I can unfortunately relate to your story. Wishing you some sunshine
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Thank you so much, wish you didn’t relate, but glad not to be alone. Xx
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I understand this relationship completely. It was my mother.
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Hugs, Susi! Xx
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Gladly accepted! ❤
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💜💜💜
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