My Abusive Childhood

As bad as the physical and emotional abuse was, there was something else going on, meted out by Mother herself, which she saved for special times.

By: Rose Marie Abrams

….. It was here that the introduction to the foster mother, whom I would know as Mother, began. From the first day, Mother took control of me. At first, Mom was not allowed to hold or feed me, and over the next few months, she was forbidden to bathe, change, or dress me. The frilly little dresses that she had brought for me to wear were thrown out, and instead, …

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