Invisible Scars

What happened within our family should never have happened. It shattered our lives like glass. Protecting one another through those early traumas seemed impossible as those new nightmares continued within. I was unaware of the consequence and the bitter family feud that was developing before my very eyes. The traumas of my own childhood came flooding back many times. I was faced with the thought of my own children living through the same trauma. Protecting my children through those nightmares was unbearable. I desperately fought to keep hold of my own children for what seemed like a lifetime. My heart ached for them. I would have died without my children in my arms. With no-one to talk to throughout the trauma, I became isolated. Segregated. My family became strangers unaware of the inner torment I was facing. My fight for survival and happiness began.