A Visionary Fiction Author | Experienced Writing Paranormal, Young Adult and New Adult
Blacked out memories are often signs of trauma. My childhood consists of many blackouts. I guess there were events in my life that my mind chose to shield from me. If these events are worse than the memories I do have, I am grateful for the mercy.
As disturbing as that sounds, I must add that my parents loved me very much. Even as a child, I knew they did. And they had beautiful qualities I was lucky enough to learn from. The problem was, the love they had for me wasn’t strong enough to overcome the madness they were trying to escape. My mom wasn’t able to choose me over her thirst for the bottle, and my father wasn’t able to always put my well-being above the anger he held toward my mom’s addiction. That resentment grew into domestic violence which I tried to shield my mom’s drunken body from with my own. Most of the time …more