The Art of the Innocent
Sometimes I feel like this childhood of theirs can't possibly remain so blessed. I grew up in abuse, and I struggle against overprotecting them, but again I don't want them to ever touch on what I went through as a child. But then I look at the domestic abuse home they lived in and my soul shatters. They are resilient, but I wish it hadn't be violence and abuse they were first introduced to. I struggle to show them that their mom is worthy of their regard.
The Art of the Innocent
Sometimes I feel like this childhood of theirs can't possibly remain so blessed. I grew up in abuse, and I struggle against overprotecting them, but again I don't want them to ever touch on what I went through as a child. But then I look at the domestic abuse home they lived in and my soul shatters. They are resilient, but I wish it hadn't be violence and abuse they were first introduced to. I struggle to show them that their mom is worthy of their regard.