They Don't Hear Me...

He lives in an assisted living facility. He's been there for the past 6, or 7 years...since our divorce.

I hated myself for a long time, for leaving. Our marriage wasn't a happy one. For 27 years, I was miserable. Physical abuse, mental anguish; I used to think he hated me. So many times he left me and the babies...only to come back and start all over again...each time he came back was much harder...on me and the girls.

His selfishness...his wants...intensified as Huntington's progressed. So did the power in his fists.

His demands carry over on our daughters. Their stress level is so high. Constantly calling them. Demanding that his material needs be satisfied. They're at his becon call...and I can't stop it...because they feel guilty.

They feel guilty because he's sick...because he's their father...because, one day...not too far off, they will be in the same condition.

NO daughters...you will NOT be in the same condition. None of you have ever been selfish...none of you could leave your babies at a whim...none of you are capable of cruelty...Huntington's will effect you differently!

THEY DO NOT HEAR ME...................