Hypothermia2012
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***I wasn't sure where to put this ***My father was one of my abusers. For 10 years he abused me. Hitting, kicking, beatings until I wet myself. He was an alcoholic, and all of these attacks would take place while he was either highly intoxicated, or sober and looking for a drink. He was an amazing manipulator, with the power to start the flow of crocodile tears at the drop of a hat. I want to believe so bad that he was just troubled, and confused and that his addiction turned him into the monster he was. On November 13th 2012, my father drank A large amount of rum , got lost in the woods and froze to death. For others tomorrow might be a happy day, a day of celebration. Freedom from the monster that controlled for so long. But for me, it hell . I miss him, I go to his grave every year and weep over him like the first time I saw him in the casket. I don't know what to do. It RIPS ME TO PEICES that I miss him, I mean, why should I? ....but I do. I miss the time he taught me how to ride my bike , I miss the times he would pretend to be nice, I miss hearing him call me by the nickname he gave me. I don't know what to do. I've had so many flash backs in the past week. I think my brain is gearing me up for tomorrow's events. Is it normal for me to feel this way? Is it normal that I miss and love my abuser so much? Sorry for the long post...