You woud think that wouldn't you? It would only make sense. Here's my take on this though.
Yes, I grew up with Ozzy & Harriet, but did you ever notice Ozzy & Harriet never fought in front of the kids, heck they barely ever had any disagreements? This means, I never saw my mom stand up for herself either...so I didn't learn how to do that myself.
Don't think I'm blaming my mom or dad for that either, I don't...it's just simply that we tend to follow our role models. I also do believe that to some extent my 1st husband chose me just as much as I chose him. I was young and naieve in many respects...and unfortunately when confronted with the type of sexual/mental abuse that he dolled out to me I didn't know how to fight back....and lets face it, I was terrified and ashamed. I thought I had done something to deserve what I was getting because that's what I was told time and time again by my ex. I was too ashamed to tell my folks because I thought they would be disappointed in me, I felt like a failure in every possible way at that time....I could not have been more wrong about my folks though...I know that now. They threw a party when I finally did get out....alive.
I hope that makes as much sense in writing as it did in my head.
