The Scars that shape us
A once poor little boy, now a grown man- abandonment issues stitched into his skin, trust issues rooted deep, especially with women. A once poor little boy, now a grown man- who struggled with fidelity all his life, never quite able to offer mutual respect to the women he loved. Or tried to love. Or pretended to love just to feel something. This poor little boy- as a child, had a mother who was an alcoholic. Everyday, she left him and his siblings in the care of a babysitter. That babysitter- was the poor little boy's abuser. A woman. Trusted. Smiling. Dangerous. His life was beginning to be paved- with silence, with confusion. Poor Little Boy In primary school, the topic of sex came up. Poor little boy, confused by the word, asked innocently, "What is that?" Laughter erupted. A classmate, snickering, blurted out: "When a penis goes into a girl's private place." The teacher overheard. She moved to silence it- but before she could, poor little ...