Out of Darkness and Into the Light
An Unhappy Childhood
Growing up, I should have been the happiest girl around! I had a father who loved me unconditionally and a mother who devoted her life to caring for our home—but I wasn't happy! The main cause of my unhappiness was my oldest brother. He was very abusive—not just to me but to our entire family. It was obvious from his actions that he was an angry and deeply wounded soul. And he often demonstrated this anger through irrational and often physically hurtful behavior.
After school, to avoid going home, I would often take long walks alone, wallowing in loneliness and despair. When my father, an exporter by trade, went on occasional business trips, I would spend countless hours cooped up in my room, trying to avoid my brother. Without my father's presence, my brother found greater opportunity to torment all of us.