I remember the first and only time i accused my mother of abuse.
we were staying in a hotel somewhere for something.
this was when the television had finally become the centerpiece of the american household.
the television was the thing their generation had built up to. naturally, it was time to sit back and enjoy the fruits of your labor.
naturally.
what's the most watched/longest running television show?
i don't actually know but dammit if it wasn't law & order i don't know what is.
i remember watching it in the living room sometimes? it felt so fascinating to watch.
what child needs to learn about the horrors of the world in quick terrible stories for 30 minutes every night?
it was from one of those law&order episodes that i learned what child abuse could be. i remember crying because she had yelled at me.
(that was the first thing i remembered in the e.r. i cried a lot as a child.)
tearful, i suggested that i was being abused.
"i'll show you child abuse"
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