She was a very young teen. She felt she was grown up. Should be
given all the freedoms of maturity. She was looking for love, for a sense of
belonging, looking in the wrong places. Her lifestyle was modeled on peers,
on parents and they all had the same problems, same shortcomings. The real
love in her life was her grandparents, and she resisted their love. They
offered security that she felt was oppression. She was the cause of
heartache and pain to so many, yet she could have been such a sweet child.
It was not all her fault. The permissiveness of society, going back so many
years, the groups who meant well, “let’s pass these laws to prevent abuse of
children”. Good beginnings, but they didn’t know enough to stop. Parents
lost the right to bring up their children as they felt they should. They were
afraid to lose them. So family roles were reversed. The child told the parent
what she would do, where she would go, and how she would act. “And if
you don’t keep quiet, I’ll report you for mental abuse.” We have lost our
coming generation, lost the future of our country, a country founded for
freedom, and so to be lost for freedom. And unfortunately, the ones we
have tried to help are the ones we have hurt the most.
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