Growing Up Terrified-What it Was Like to Live in Fear
On childhood abuse and hating my father

I don’t remember a single solitary thing of my life before the age of 10. No clue why. Some say it’s trauma related. Honestly, I don’t know. Doesn’t really matter. I do, however, remember my first beating at the age of 10. I’ll never forget it. Don’t get me wrong though, it’s not like I relive that day every…