My dear Jelly, as I read your post about your relationship with your father I was brought back to mine. It was a hard time. The yelling, the fear, the inability to understand why he was behaving this way. Revealing your childhood experiences in the manner you did dropped my defenses and allowed so many of my memories to flood my conscious. I absolutely love the way you write. I have pushed these feelings down for so long. I have forgotten how bad I felt. I feel sad now. This sadness has nothing to do with my wife. This is about a petulant man child who verbally abused his family to get his way.
I wanted to post here to say hi and see how your doing. I ended up talking about myself. After reading that post I think we both had some difficult childhood father experiences. It is weird, you describing yours floods me with mine. I like having this connection to you.
