When you raise a child to believe that their best is not enough that child will believe that their self worth is equivalent to the math test they flunked last week.
I am so much more. And despite everything you told me I will be more than you. And despite all the times you put me down I will rise and I will succeed.
When I finally get of this hell I’ll look back and remember how my home was always a prison. When I become a mother and have children of my own I’ll remember that fear does not mean respect. I will remember that when you raise children to fear you, you will find that you have raised them to despise everything you are. Those children will not look at you with memories of fondness, but with disgust and utter hatred.