I’m 53, a mother, grandmother and a wife. And I’ve totally andcompletely botched them all. I used to be strong. Strong enough to have endured my childhood that was full of physical, sexual and verbal abuse. I got married, and for a few years life seemed OK. Then his drinking got worse, and the verbal abuse started, then the emotional affairs he had with women on the internet, and then the physical affair he had with one of the women he met via the internet. I lived through all that, but health has been in a steady decline. […]
