Not Broken – But a Little Bent
As a child, I lived in an environment of constant abuse and neglect; aggressively trained to be obedient to my parents without question. Our own home-brew of extremist Christianity was used to control me. I was taught to fear authorities or anyone from “the world” as dangerous, evil, and not to be trusted. If I disobeyed, I was whipped with a leather strap. Rules were many, ever-changing and not to be questioned. I was to be modest, and a strict dress code was usually followed. Whatever I wore had to be approved. Blouses buttoned to the throat, no jeans, no