Hearing my Mother crying all the time when I was very young... My Mother left my dad because he was abusing us children, she was my protector and the dumb a$$ whitlesses would not beleive her, they said they had to take the brothers word over the sister. My dad hired someone to kidnapp my sister, and another man that was hired to kidnapp my Mother came forward and told my Mother what was happening and told my Mother where my sister was and got my sister back. (I guess my dad did that so he could have the rights to remarry, according to WT standards) My dad kidnapped my sister and beat her so bad that My grandmother had to prop her up with pillows and the witlesses punished her also and put her out when she was in desperate need of support. (My sister wasn't even inn and she was only 13 years old for heaven's sake)
That story only touches the surface of an iceberg, more than what the whitless basterd's could understand and no one else has the time to hear it. (Guess it better no one cares because if someone actually beleived the stories I could tell they would have PTSD under the worse case scenario just as I do) I scare the hell out of people because of it and it best that the whitlesses stay away from me, I would not mien to but I would hurt them real bad and not be able to live with myself... Weather it the trufth or not, it is impossible for me to do it with the whitlesses. I can forgive them for they not know what they are doing and I beleive there is a porpose for everything, what ever that is and I will just get back to the grind stone and wait for Jesus.
Take Care...