U.S. Like a Kid Trapped in Endless Custody Battle
The trauma of partisan politics, false patriarchal beliefs, and failed leadership
I was raised in an abusive home. Fortunately, I also had a wonderful, caring, non-abusive grandfather who moderated the abuse and provided me with good guidance until I was 13 years old.
But my self-esteem and boundaries were still off to the point where I did not and could not take the steps necessary to establish a healthy, happy, secure life for myself until I was in my 50s. Now I am 62 years old, considered very old and irrelevant by much of our culture.
My experience with one of the world’s worst custody battles
For about ten years, I was in an on-again, off-again relationship with my baby Anthony’s father, a noted, bestselling horror writer and editor named Alan Rodgers. Alan died of a series of devastating strokes in 2013. He was only age 54.
Alan’s children didn’t then and probably still don’t know much about his final illness and hospitalizations. Many years before, their lives and that of their mother had been taken over by a deranged, evil, extremely narcissistic man who broke up their parents’ marriage when they were young.
