Whomever decided it’s easier to hate than to love must have never truly felt hatred. Whomever decided its easier to be angry than to accept joy must have never truly felt angry or anguish. This is not easy. At this point I’d give my right arm to not feel this kind of hatred and this kind of anger. Just like with love, this type of hatred and anger is all consuming. I feel it when I wake up, when I walk across the floor, when I look at the TV or the PC screen I feel it. I’m not getting anywhere with this. I’m stuck. It feels like it’s getting worse.
A few days ago I turned the TV on and saw a commercial for a new episode of CSI:Miami where a young girl was abused by her mother. The mother yelled at the girl, “If you want to act like an animal I’ll treat you like one.” She then grabbed her head and shoved it into a dog’s bowl on the kitchen floor. Where did they get my family’s private home videos?
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