Off the top of my head, is it normal to face abuse everyday? To get used to emotional abuse from our own family? If not, why have we been conditioned into letting that happen? Why are we not stopping the next generations from behaving so and teaching them more self-control and empathy? What kind of love is it when we crush the souls of our loved ones? When we hold them in tight grip? When all they want is to breathe and get away from us?













